[Gu Jian II] [Xie Le] Sincere love

When he awoke the square was empty.Le Wuyi suddenly realized that he was completely controlled by the illusion just now.Lao Di, Wen Ren, Yi Ze, A Ruan, their faces are so blurred, it is impossible to be real.But the city lord... why is she so clear, tied to the top of the column, and about to be burned to death!His vest was soaked in cold sweat, and thinking of that weird little girl, he felt very scared.Maybe even if he answered one sentence wrong before, he should die on the spot.This seemingly real and illusory place seems to be a killer move every step of the way, I don't know how dangerous it is.

"No difference!"

Le Wuyi turned her head abruptly, but saw Xie Yi running over quickly.

"Master!" Le Wuyi ran towards him, finally feeling a little relieved.

Xie Yi hugged him and murmured, "Fortunately, you're fine."

Le Wuyi nodded quickly: "I controlled the illusion just now, but I seem to see the city lord of Xingluo. The faces of other people are very blurred, but her appearance is very clear! She will be burnt to death as a sacrifice!"

Xie Yi said slowly: "Did you save her?"

Le Wuyi was at a loss: "Probably, I don't know. Whenever I think of who she is, I get a sudden headache. When I wake up, there is nothing here."

Xie Yi let it go, he held his hagana glasses and smiled slightly: "Since you saved her...then you have to sacrifice and get the sheath of the divine sword for the teacher and her."

Le Wuyi opened his eyes wide and tried hard to think about this sentence. He asked instinctively, "Master, what's the use of the scabbard?"

Xie Yi said: "The scabbard of the divine sword Zhaoming can naturally break through the barrier and save the Lieshan tribe, who is the old master."

Le Wuyi asked softly: "Master, then you...then will you come back to save me?"

Xie Yi shook his head: "No, I saved the clansmen for my teacher, and I will be buried here with you, okay?"

Le Wuyi smiled, as if he had completely believed it and was ready to die for his master's wish, but his fingers were trembling as he placed the scabbard on his waist.Le Wuyi looked deeply into Xie Yi's eyes: "Master, I love you, do you know that?"

Xie Yi nodded and smiled: "Of course I know. The little apprentice has sincere feelings. If there is an afterlife, I will accompany you to travel thousands of rivers and mountains." He lit the torch, bent down, and prepared to ignite the spirits spilled at his feet.

The long sword in Le Wuyi's hand stabbed out the moment he bent down, Xie Yi dodged subconsciously, and was plunged by his sword in disbelief.The flames sprang up and spread violently, soon surrounding the two of them.Le Wuyi pulled out the mechanism sword and gritted his teeth.No matter what it is, it is so similar to Master, even the spiritual power that escapes when injured is exactly the same.He couldn't let go, so he could only run away. He found the last gap in the flames and rushed out.Surrounded by the flames, the corners of 'Xie Yi''s mouth curled up in a strange arc, and then his figure disappeared.

The real Xie Yi had to face the illusion of Le Wuyi. The little apprentice even had the same eyes, but he gritted his teeth and said that he was not his master, and he made one move after another.Xie Yi was shaken almost for a moment, this slight uncertainty made him wonder if the young man in front of him was really the same, only being deceived by illusions one after another, that made him so angry.

"No difference, you..."

"Don't call me that! You are not my master!" The boy who confronted him was hysterical, and his amber pupils were full of anger.

Even if it was fake, he didn't dare to do it. He didn't know if in this cruel illusion, hurting the mirror image that was exactly the same as Tu'er would really affect Le Wuyi.He didn't realize at all that there was a bright red and glaring bloodstain on the right side of his heart.

'Le Wuyi' in front of him suddenly said: "Forget it, you are too similar to my master, I will not kill you." Then he withdrew his hand, took a few steps back with the sword, and walked through the small door on the side of the temple.

Xie Yi stood still for a while, but did not chase after him.

Le Wuyi ran into the temple at this time.He saw the master again.Xie Yi's chest on the right side was still bleeding, but he turned around to look at him without realizing it, and said in astonishment, "It's the same."

His every move is so familiar, almost imprinted in his own blood.Why do you have to be like this, why do you have to use the appearance of the master to deceive him!Le Wuyi was extremely angry in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged.Can't use spells, swordsmanship seems useless to him, how can he stop being confused!The glaring red bloodstain was stabbed by him himself, and because he was similar to Master, he felt heartache when he saw it.

His eyes made Xie Yi feel strange.Depressed and cold, his heart was clearly boiling, but his face was expressionless and silent.

Xie Yi sensed a trace of killing intent.The little apprentice I met just now, although full of anger, did not kill him, but the young man in front of him, his fingers were trembling, was considering whether to kill him.

When he finally stabbed with his sword, Xie Yi fought back.He couldn't hesitate, and he couldn't hesitate any longer. If this was the last move he made along the way, if he didn't fight back, all his previous efforts would be wasted, and it would be the same as never seeing the truth again.

The two exchanged swords quickly, and Le Wuyi suddenly said quickly, "Master, why did you look for the scabbard?" His voice was trembling, but it was unknown whether it was because of sudden uncertainty or fear of powerful strength.

Xie Yi replied: "For the one I love."

Le Wuyi suddenly deflected the sword, and the sharp wind of the sword brushed against Xie Yi's ear.Xie Yi's long sword did not turn around.After a light sound of metal entering his body, his long sword pierced Le Wuyi's body, but he did not move forward due to sudden shaking and intolerance.Bright red blood splashed everywhere, soaking through the boy's clothes.

The joy in front of Xie Yi's eyes was like a mist, slowly dissipating.He forcibly suppressed a sudden palpitation.Keep telling yourself it's just an illusion.

He slowly closed his eyes, opened them again, and walked towards the core of the temple.

Le Wuyi watched him walk away.He covered the wound with one hand and propped himself on the ground with the other. "Master..." he said softly.Xie Yi seemed to be aware of his call, and looked back, but finally failed to see him.He hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked away.

"Master...Master." Le Wuyi murmured with his eyes closed.He was trembling with pain and his face was pale.He tried his best to concentrate, smashed open the hilt of the sword, poured out the wound medicine left in the secret compartment, then pulled a piece of clothing with all his strength, and took the wound medicine to block the wound that was still oozing blood.He swallowed the wound medicine he took internally, panting lightly.

The mechanism long sword was propped on the ground, and the owner who supported it stood up, step by step, and slowly followed in the direction Xie Yi left.

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