The vicious master always loves to die

The master's order, the disciple should carry out immediately, Lu Xingyao and Ji Moze walked through the crowd to the master's cave.

"Disciple Lu Xingyao/Ji Moze, please see Master." The two stood outside the cave, bowing to each other.Soon, the restriction outside the cave opened, waiting for the two to enter.

After returning from the training team, Yan Xici has been quietly watching with the water mirror turned on, but when he really saw the intact big apprentice, he still couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement in his heart.It is not in vain for him to spend a lot of time and spend a lot of inventory to arm people to the teeth. No, he was not hindered by the male lead, but he died with a harmonious breath and is about to cross the catastrophe.

The two of them walked into the cave, and saw the white-haired and black-clothed master slowly approaching from a distance. The wide hem of the clothes swayed with the movement, and the silver-white long hair was driven by the hem, like a misty moon veil, shining in the black ink. Against the background, it becomes more and more white and dreamy, as if a fairy under the moon came to the moon.

"Xingyao, come here."

The master's cold voice sounded, and the young man was overjoyed immediately. He quickly stepped forward and bowed to the master: "The disciple has seen the master!"

"The breath is round and full...the alchemy is about to form, very good." The master's eyes were full of smiles, and he reached out and touched Lu Xingyao's head, his love was beyond words.

"Thank you for the praise, Master. Xingyao will remember it in his heart, and he will definitely live up to the expectations of the master." Lu Xingyao was praised by the master, his face was flushed, and he was about to fly with joy, completely lacking his usual steady appearance.

"This bottle of Jinyuan Pill, take it when the time is right, it will help you form the pill smoothly." Yan Xici took out the jade bottle that had been prepared and handed it over, "I have grown a lot through more than a year of experience. The teacher is very comforting."

Lu Xingyao reached out to take the jade bottle obediently, and then Master touched the top of his head again.

"Go back and rest for a while. During this period of time, you should practice hard and prepare for the Zongmen Grand Competition."

Lu Xingyao was startled when he heard the words, and quickly nodded in response: "Xingyao will definitely not disgrace his life!"

The eldest apprentice went back beaming, and the younger apprentice, Ji Moze, was left with his head down, waiting for the master to speak.

"The mid-stage of foundation establishment." Yan Xici probed a bit, and sighed again in his heart. He is worthy of being the male protagonist. After the obstacles are removed, the speed of promotion is like a rocket. If other sects know about this talent, it will definitely let other sects know. The fairy elder was jealous.

"Master." Ji Moze raised his head obediently, with stars in his eyes, as if he was waiting for praise.In more than a year, the child has grown a lot taller and stronger, much more pleasing to the eye than the fragile appearance when he first arrived.

Yan Xici hummed, and asked people to come closer. Unexpectedly, the child suddenly pursed his mouth, and his almond pupils became wet instantly, with a faint cry: "Master, the mountain is so scary. If it wasn't for Master My bead chain protects me, maybe I have been eaten by that evil cultivator until there are no bones left..."

"Oh? Evil cultivator?" Yan Xici asked calmly.

"Well, he is an evil cultivator who can suck up human blood and devour the living. He also captured Senior Sister Helian of Yunxiao Xianzong. If it weren't for the sudden light of the bead chain to help me block the damage... I, I will never see him again Master." Ji Moze held the bead chain around his neck, looked up at Yan Xici with tearful eyes full of dependence, "Even, even now, Moze will still dream that the evil cultivator is in his dreams at night, Wanting to devour me alive..."

Facing the Master, the child seemed to have let go of all the erected shells and defenses, allowing himself to show his weakest side, and let out all the fears and fears that had accumulated for a long time.There was no trace of blood on the pale face, as if caught in the horrible memories of that time, trembling uncontrollably.The hand holding the bead chain became more and more forceful, and the joints were bluish white, as if as long as the bead chain was there, it would not be hurt.

Yan Xici frowned, looking at the child's appearance, something seemed wrong, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

Looking at Ji Moze who was crying helplessly in front of him, Yan Xici suddenly realized that this was just an 11-year-old kid, no matter how mature his mind was, he was still just a kid.I still remember that when he was a child, even watching horror movies, he would be afraid to sleep for several nights. In order not to be caught by ghosts, he would rather hold his urine instead of going to the toilet and then... be scolded by his parents the next day.

But now, a ten-year-old child faces a real and terrifying murderous maniac, and the psychological shadow is not insignificant. If it were him, he would not be able to save himself and at the same time carry out counter-killing.

The child stripped of all disguises looked at him weakly and helplessly, as if a desperate traveler saw driftwood in the water and tried his best to seize this chance.

"Master... Mo Ze is really... really scared..." The child opened his hands and cried and begged, as if the person in front of him could dispel the haze and save him from the abyss of fear.

By coincidence, Yan Xici didn't push him away, but let the child hold him, crying softly.

He stretched out his hand to caress the child's head, following it step by step, as if his father came to his room at night after beating him, stroked his head, and stayed with him until he was no longer afraid of the dark Then slowly fell asleep.

The next is not an example!For the sake of your youth!

The next is not an example!

Silently coaxing people with his hands, Yan Xici froze his face in frustration, and swore fiercely again.

Ji Moze's head was buried in the fabric, but his smile was getting bigger and bigger. The master was really inconspicuous as always, with a serious face and a soft heart.The nose has a faint cedar fragrance, faint and cold, just like Master.

He obviously hated this face so much before, but now he wants to look at it a little longer and get closer.

He went out to practice for so long, but the master only saw him two or three times through the bead chain, why?

Thinking of Xizhi and the others who were crying bitterly just now, it is obvious that all three of them have improved to varying degrees during his absence.So...has Master been focusing on Xizhi and the others recently?

An unreasonable sense of unwillingness and unhappiness surrounded him, making him hug Shizun even more tightly, and even rubbed his face against him, feeling the faint smell of Shizun, and he couldn't stop.

"That's enough, let go." Master's annoyed voice came from above his head, and then the collar was tightened, and the whole person was lifted up, hanging in mid-air, and stared at Master.

As soon as the mouth was sweet, a round and round sugar pill was stuffed into the mouth, the familiar taste...it was the sweet and greasy soul nourishing pill.

The soul was nourished and refreshed, and the embarrassment of the master's expression greatly pleased him. Ji Moze showed a sweet smile, and with just the right position, stretched out his arms to hug the master's neck, and buried his head in the master's neck The hair on the neck lightly rubbed.

"Master... Moze is so happy..." Different from the cold cedar smell on his robe, Yan Xici had a special smell, very faint, like some kind of sandalwood.It was usually covered by the scent of pine, and it has been undetectable, but now that it is close, it can be easily smelled.

A very familiar smell... as if I've smelled it somewhere before.Before Ji Moze had time to think deeply, he was torn off by his master and thrown on the ground without mercy.

"Master... Mo Ze's fall hurts..." The child got up from the ground with an aggrieved expression on his face, his bright black eyes seemed to accuse him of being ruthless, which made Yan Xici sneer.

"It doesn't matter whether it's big or small, is it because you haven't punished for too long and you forgot the rules?"

"Mo Ze doesn't dare... Mo Ze is just, just too scared..." The child's bright eyes gradually dimmed, and his voice lowered, "From now on...not from now on..."

A drop of tear fell on the ground, accompanied by a shallow sob, and soon disappeared.

Yan Xici: ...

Oh, don't think I'm soft-hearted! !

So he turned around cruelly, and waved his sleeves: "Go out, go back and have a good understanding, and continue to practice tomorrow. If you are lazy, you will be punished by the door rules."

Ji Moze lowered his head and curled the corners of his mouth. It seems that Master doesn't like this kind of thing.

"Disciple...understood." The voice was lonely and aggrieved, the child turned around in a low voice, and walked slowly towards the door.

Yan Xici didn't turn to look at him, and showed the cold and indifferent master to the fullest.

After the disciples all returned to the cave, Yan Xici sealed the cave again, let himself slump on the soft couch, and applauded the plot gradually getting back on track.

Throwing a Soul Cultivation Pill into his mouth, thinking about the plot that will happen in the future, he calculated the current situation and found that although there are some deviations, it will not affect the overall situation, as long as he proceeds step by step...

Thinking about it, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and his soul was nourished so refreshed that he couldn't help falling into a deep sleep, and once again fell into the grotesque memory.

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When Yan Xici opened his eyes again and woke up, he was still a little confused about the situation.

"Master, be careful!"

Yan Xici's vision blurred, and he was pulled by inertia and almost fell down. Fortunately, he stabilized his figure in time.

"What are you doing?" Yan Xici complained about Feng Changrong's recklessness, straightened out his messed up clothes and wanted to move on, but saw Feng Changrong's livid face and unusually tense state.

"What's wrong?" Yan Xici stopped in his tracks, and then a strong stench rushed straight into his nostrils, causing his expression to change drastically and he took a step back.

'click--'

Something seemed to be stepped on under his feet, it was slippery and greasy, Yan Xici lowered his head, his face turned pale immediately, and a desire to vomit welled up in his stomach.

When his sight was fully restored, he was horrified to find that this place was so familiar, but it was different from what he had seen before. The place was dilapidated and corrupt, the city walls collapsed, and the ground, roof, and walls were covered with dark brown, dried blood and some meat residue.

And what he stepped on just now was a piece of rotten and broken... human stump.

Yan Xici suddenly covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming out, his eyes widened in disbelief, looking at everything that was both familiar and unfamiliar before him.

"How is it possible..." His voice trembled a little, the excessive impact made him stiff, and he couldn't believe everything in front of him.

"Damn beasts, I will definitely kill you!" In front of him was the voice of Wang Zhenren gnashing his teeth, with deep hatred and hatred for the scene of wreckage everywhere.

Here, this ruin full of debris and corpses was exactly the Jing'an City he had seen in a dream not long ago.

Without Chu Mo, a disciple of the Medicine Sect, there would be no survivors, and everyone would be dead!

how is this possible?How is this possible! !

Afterwards, with a blank face, Yan Xici was dragged by Feng Changrong to follow behind the crowd. Under the leadership of Wang Zhenren, they searched for the traces of the monsters, and vowed to kill the monsters and avenge the people who died in vain.

don't go...don't go...

Yan Xici wanted to stop them, telling them that there were not one but four monsters, but his throat seemed to be restrained, and he couldn't say anything.

He desperately followed the crowd all the way, and found the monster that was devouring the living people in another town. He saw his brothers brandishing long swords, rushing to fight the monster.

Miscalculated the number of monsters, and the experienced disciples were besieged by monsters, causing heavy casualties. Feng Changrong desperately protected him from being torn to pieces by monsters.

The flesh and blood of the immortal cultivators evolved the monsters, making them more difficult to deal with, and the poisonous mist emitted by the highly poisonous bone-corroding beast immediately melted into yellow water when it touched it, and there was no possibility of survival.

At the last moment, Master Wang tried his best to release the fairy boat, rescued the remaining disciples, and mobilized his spiritual power to escape from here.Among the sixteen experienced disciples and Wang Zhenren, there are only five people left.

Wang Zhenren's right arm was bitten off by a monster, dripping with blood.In order to protect him, Feng Changrong had a big cut in his chest and abdomen, and he was already exhaling more air than inhaling it.

Yan Xici rummaged through the storage bag with trembling hands, and stuffed all the pills he could find into Feng Changrong's mouth, until the wound slowly healed, and then collapsed.

How could this be so?how so? ?Obviously, obviously they are still alive, obviously...

When those greedy monsters chased after the scent, trying to devour everyone who had exhausted their spiritual power, suddenly, several monsters wailed, and then exploded one after another, blooming bloody red lotuses .

Before Yan Xici fell into a coma, he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure, wearing a black robe, looking at them indifferently, as if looking down on ants.

Chu... Mo?

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