This Venerable One Really Didn't Abandon My Familiar

The second half of the last chapter has been replaced with a new version, so you need to re-read it, otherwise the plot will not be connected.

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The afternoon sun on Lingwu Mountain was warm, Fengci walked quickly on the mountain, the wind was blowing on the soles of his feet, and the hem of his plain clothes brushed over the overgrown vegetation without sticking to a single leaf.

be quick.

Pei Qianyue is not in Lingwu Mountain now, so he has to stop him and wake him up before Pei Qianyue comes back.

The pain he had experienced for the first time, he couldn't let him suffer again in the illusion.

He couldn't let Pei Qianyue see his physical body.

There was a breeze floating in his ears, Feng Ci paused and raised his head.The sky, which was still clear just now, suddenly turned cloudy, and the sun quickly moved across the sky, setting from the west, reflecting the sky full of red clouds.

But the red glow was fleeting, the light in the sky dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the moonlight rose.

it's dark.

Feng Ci: "..."

He swallowed the swear words that came to his mouth with great difficulty.

If you say fast forward, fast forward, this illusion is only for him to play!

Feng Ci changed his breath silently, turned around and walked towards the cave.

***

Deep in the cave, Pei Qianyue came back.The young man was still sitting on the stone bed, and Pei Qianyue stood in front of him, and the two of them talked for a while.

After a long time, the young man said softly, "Don't you want to?"

Pei Qianyue looked down at him, and the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist, trembling slightly.

He closed his eyes, as if he was trying to restrain some emotions: "You said... Heaven has called you back, and there is a very important mission to complete, but you can't integrate with the body, and you need something else."

"I don't want to. This life was saved by you. As long as you want, I can give you anything." He opened his eyes, and those eyes that were originally bright and clear were now filled with deep pain. , "But master, are you really back?"

Why is it completely different from his memory?

Why has it become so... weird?

The young man raised his eyelids and looked at him, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

Therefore, he just mechanically repeated the question just now: "Don't you want to?"

Pei Qianyue took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down: "I just went to Langfeng City, the owner of Langfeng City promised that he would do his best to help the master find a way, we just have to wait a little longer—"

"There is another way." The young man raised his eyes, those quiet eyes were fixed on him, "Didn't you say that you can do anything for me?"

He asked this sentence very calmly, as if he was really confused.

A body with spiritual consciousness doesn't know how to beat around the bush, it can only speak out its own thoughts frankly.

Pei Qianyue was shocked, and his face suddenly turned pale.

His lips moved, and he was able to utter a single word after a while. The young man turned his head to look at him, suddenly: "You have something to ask for."

"That's right, some people don't care about what they pay." The young man asked, "What do you want?"

Pei Qianyue frowned slightly, as if hearing something extremely absurd, shook his head: "I'm not—"

Youth makes sense.

He stretched out his hand, took Pei Qianyue's hand, and with a little use, he pulled him to his side and sat down.

The young man put his hand on Pei Qianyue's shoulder, and said softly, "I see, you like me."

The candlelight beside the stone bed danced slightly, reflecting the young man's facial features even more dusty.He looked at Pei Qianyue intently, but in his words, there was a bit of bewitching meaning: "What you want...is it me?"

Pei Qianyue froze.

But he couldn't push him at all, and he couldn't get angry at all, so he hid from the opponent's body who was getting closer.

A puppet naturally does not understand human feelings.

Just like a precision-set instrument, only for the purpose of self-preset, regardless of any cost.

The young man got closer and closer, Pei Qianyue finally raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, and said with difficulty: "Master, master, don't do this..."

"Hush." ​​The young man's eyes were gentle and quiet, with a smile on his face, "This is what you want, isn't it?"

Pei Qianyue looked into those eyes, but the original firm eyes became a little hesitant, as if bewitched: "What I want..."

"Yes, it's what you want." The young man stared at him and said softly, "Hey, close your eyes, I'll give you what you want."

Pei Qianyue gently closed his eyes.

The young man slowly leaned forward, as if offering a gentle and lingering kiss.

At that moment, he raised his hand on Pei Qianyue's shoulder, and his fingertips glowed with golden light.

puff--

Pei Qianyue opened his eyes suddenly.

A slender golden long sword pierced through the heart from behind the young man. Behind him, Feng Ci drew the sword with a blank expression on his face.

Blood sprayed out and splashed on Pei Qianyue's side face.

Young people have not yet received living animal sacrifices, so they have not practiced immortality.Hot blood gushed out from his heart, he opened his mouth, said nothing, and fell down helplessly.

Feng Ci stretched out his long sword, and a string of blood beads rolled down the extremely thin blade: "I'm sorry, I can't stand it any longer."

With the instruction of heaven, Feng Ci knew that his physical body would definitely use all kinds of methods to deceive Pei Qianyue's eyes.But he never imagined that it was such a deception.

If he doesn't make a move again, this fool will have his eyes taken away in a second.

It's outrageous to ride a horse.

Feng Ci was so angry that his hands were shaking, he endured it or held it back, stepped forward in two or three steps, and grabbed Pei Qianyue's collar: "Are you a fool, can't you see that he is completely different from me? Just say what he says." letter?"

Pei Qianyue looked at Feng Ci in a daze, and frowned: "...Master?"

Those clear and bright eyes were full of confusion, Feng Ci met those eyes unexpectedly, and his heartbeat accelerated for a moment.

I even forgot what I wanted to say.

Feng Ci swallowed a bit, but he couldn't get angry any more, he responded muffledly, and let go of his hand.

He was still holding onto the sword in his right hand, and blood dripped down the edge of the sword, making a small puddle on the ground.His physical body fell to the side, his long hair was loose, and he gradually lost his breath.

Pei Qianyue seemed to be gradually waking up, his eyes moved from Feng Ci's face to the sword, and finally fell on the young man lying on the stone bed.

His breath suddenly became chaotic: "Who are you?"

Feng Ci said something bad in his heart.

Just now he was too anxious to stop all this from happening, but he had no idea how to wake Pei Qianyue up.

He shouldn't have appeared with the flesh puppet.

Because people who are deluded by illusions will instinctively resist outsiders.Feng Ci is now born exactly like the puppet in the flesh. In Pei Qianyue's cognition, he will instinctively lean towards the person created by the illusion.

So for Pei Qianyue now, Feng Ci was not saving him, but... killing his master.

A gust of wind blew up out of nowhere in the cave, and Feng Ci took two quick steps back, and the place where he was standing was blown into powder by a blast of sword energy.

Pei Qianyue formed a slender sword in his palm, and his side face was beautiful and cold reflected by the cold light of the sword shadow.

"What the hell are you...?"

***

There was a loud bang on the ground, startling countless flying birds.

Qian Qiujian blocked the other party's menacing sword, Feng Ci was a little angry: "I have already said, you are now in an illusion, and I am your real master, why are you so disobedient!"

"Oh, is that so?" Pei Qianyue's eyes were cold, and with a sudden wave of his sword-holding hand, he pushed the person several feet away.

Feng Ci retreated a few steps and managed to stabilize his figure. When he raised his eyes, he saw a trace of cold sarcasm in the opponent's eyes.

The implication is obvious.

--That's it?

Feng Ci was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

It's not because this is in Pei Qianyue's illusion.The illusion is dominated by him, and all his thoughts will be shaped by the illusion.For example, if he desperately wants to kill Feng Ci now, the illusion will give him stronger power than before, and sometimes weaken Feng Ci's power.

What's so great about beating him in this situation?

Go out and fight with him if you have the ability!

Feng Ci paused for a moment, and the other party's lingering sword aura came.

Pei Qianyue has not yet obtained the Guying Sword inherited from Langfeng City for generations, and what he holds in his hand is just an ordinary long sword, but due to the addition of this illusion, the turbulent sword energy is not weaker than Feng Ci at all.

Feng Ci hurriedly dodged sideways, the sword energy almost flew past his eyes, and suddenly cut off a fir tree in the middle.

The spiritual light illuminated the entire forest like daylight.

The fight was still going on, Pei Qianyue pressed on endlessly, Feng Ci retreated step by step, still persuading him: "Xiao Hei, calm down, I was just here to help you!"

"You killed him..." Pei Qianyue's eyes darkened, and the light of the long sword in his hand suddenly brightened, "You killed him!"

Feng Ci shouted: "But if I didn't save you just now, he will take your eyes!"

Pei Qianyue's movements stopped suddenly.

Feng Ci let go of this moment of opportunity.

He grabbed Pei Qianyue's wrist suddenly and twisted it, and the opponent's long sword was released. The next second, Qian Qiujian was on Pei Qianyue's neck.

"Don't move." This fight made Feng Ci feel a little flustered. With one hand, he grabbed Pei Qianyue's wrist and twisted it behind him, while the other held the sword against Pei Qianyue's throat, and lifted it slightly. "Can you listen to me now?"

Pei Qianyue stopped moving.

Feng Ci took a breath and was about to speak when Pei Qianyue said softly, "You kill me."

"……what?"

The moonlight penetrated the tree shadows to illuminate the surroundings of the two of them, Pei Qianyue's eyes drooped, and the slender eyelashes left a clear shadow on the side of his face.

His voice was cold, and no emotion could be heard from it: "The master is gone, since I can't kill you, you can kill me."

Feng Ci's expression sank.

After a while, he asked in a deep voice, "If he dies, you don't want to live?"

A desolate smile rose from the corner of Pei Qianyue's lips: "If he's not here, what's the point of my life?"

"Why?" Feng Ci's voice was a little anxious, "Could it be that you have only lived for him in this life? If he dies, will you follow him?"

Pei Qianyue asked without hesitation, "Why not?"

Feng Ci's mind exploded.

With a push, they both fell into the soft grass.

Feng Ci condescended to hold him down, and through the moonlight, he clearly saw the reddish eyes of the other party.

Pei Qianyue's eyes were indeed very beautiful. The original golden pupils were clear and dazzling, but the black eyes were extremely bright when he transformed into a human form. At this time, there was a little mist, adding a sense of vulnerability to the plain.

To be looked at from such a distance, no matter how angry it is.

Feng Ci stared at him for a while, and finally sighed: "You can't do this."

He seemed to want to say something more, but in the end he said it. He just raised his hand and wiped away the blood stained on Pei Qianyue's face bit by bit.

A drop of blood just landed on the corner of Pei Qianyue's lips.

Feng Ci brushed the corner of the other's lips with his fingertips, and suddenly thought of something, a sly smile appeared in his eyes: "I know how to wake you up."

Afterwards, Feng Ci lowered his head and kissed Pei Qianyue's lips.