In the days of being a master for the male protagonist

Song Guizhou felt that his eyes were a bit dry, and the dazzling red on Su Qinghuai's body kept impacting his vision.

He flusteredly raised his hand to convey spiritual power to Su Qinghuai to relieve his pain, and then said aloud, "Master, you will be fine, You Tong is outside and he must have a way... we bring Are you going?"

After returning, Youtong and Huo Wenwen will definitely find a solution, there must be...

As he spoke, he raised his scarlet eyes to stare at Yuan Lian who was stunned there, and said, "You still don't let him stop!"

Outside the Xuanyuan faction's mountain gate, in the sky.

Two streamers of light, one black and one red, collided rapidly in the air, and the unarmed two fought inseparably with their spiritual power.

I don't know how long they fought, but after a violent collision sounded, both of them took a few big steps back.

Yuan Lie looked at Youtong with interest, grinned and said, "The little thing has two brushes."

You Tong hangs in the air with serious eyes, he ignores Yuan Lie when he hears this, but stretches out his hand to transform his spiritual power and continues to attack, his power seems to be continuously flowing, pure and vigorous.

In the dormitory, Yuan Lian was brought back to his senses by Song Guizhou's roar, and he immediately sent a voice transmission to Yuan Lie, but there was no response for a long time.

The devil is warlike, and Yuan Lie is even more so. He finally met an opponent who could fight against him, so he just stopped like this.

Su Qinghuai felt that his consciousness was a little loose. He leaned against the bed, coughed and swallowed something that he didn't know whether it was saliva or blood, then grabbed Song Guizhou's hand vigorously, and said with a strong breath, "Live well, tell me I don't regret You Tong... let him...don't blame himself..." He didn't regret coming here, adding a few touches of color to his already lonely life.

Then he looked at Yuan Lian with difficulty, and said softly, "Turn back...don't be obsessed anymore...enlightenment."

"Master..." Yuan Lian whispered regretfully, he regretted bringing him back, he regretted...not killing Chi Linger directly back then.

He sat slumped on the ground, with layers of regret in his eyes.

"Cough cough...cough!" Coughing for a while, Su Qinghuai felt like he almost coughed up his lungs, it was too painful, but fortunately he was about to be free, but he didn't know if he could go back directly after dying this time ...or really die.

After he finished speaking, he felt a little ethereal in his body, and the hand holding Song Guizhou gradually loosened a little, his pupils became dilated, and he opened his mouth slightly, "Don't report... ...Chou..." Otherwise, if Song Guizhou died, he would have suffered in vain...

"Master..."

Song Guizhou panicked for a while, with a sad expression on his face. He watched the hand that was holding him tightly loosen. Seeing this, he hurriedly held that hand again. There was still a spirit ring on his wrist. It's just that the iron chain has been broken by Chi Linger's spiritual force.

Su Qinghuai's chest was no longer heaving, looking at the closed eyes and the blood on his face, Song Guizhou was overwhelmed with grief, and felt so miserable that in the end, he only felt his cheeks were a little moist, and his eyes suddenly felt wet. Become blood red.

Stretching out his hand to wipe the red patches on his hands, he couldn't tell whether it was Su Qinghuai's blood or his own tears.

Looking at the silent people on the ground, Song Guizhou went from flustered to calm, from helpless to sad and silent, he felt that Su Qinghuai was so cruel, he died in front of him, but let him live well without revenge.

"You let me..." How to live...

Song Guizhou moved a little slowly, he slowly stretched out his hand and hugged Su Qinghuai's body into his arms, buried his head on his shoulder and neck, and his body trembled slightly.

In the distance, You Tong seemed to feel something in his heart. He saw that the oncoming palm did not dodge, but accepted it abruptly, then turned around and flew towards Song Guizhou's place.

He walked into the hall, even breathing became cautious, for fear of seeing a scene he didn't want to see.

But when he got closer, he still saw the scene he least wanted to see.

Su Qinghuai's body was still warm in Song Guizhou's arms, but the moment You Tong approached and reached out to touch him, the body that should have been lying quietly in his arms became more and more transparent. .

Song Guizhou panicked completely. He watched this weird scene, and the weight in his hands became lighter and lighter. How could it be... How could it be like this.

"What's going on here?" What Song Guizhou didn't notice was that his voice was already trembling.

The master is gone, and in the end even the corpse no longer exists, You Tong is also a little strange, he has never encountered such a situation.

When a person dies, the body will dissipate.

But right now he couldn't say anything more, he only knew that Su Qinghuai must not be dead, so he stretched out his hand to put Su Qinghuai's clothes left on the ground into the ring.

He grabbed Song Guizhou's shoulder, and the two disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Several hours later, on Chunyang Peak, You Tong let go of the sad Song Guizhou.

Seeing his ecstasy, You Tong was also very irritable, accompanied by waves of self-blame, "He's not dead... Take heart."

To be precise, it's not that he is not dead, but that his soul is still there, but he doesn't know where it is.

On the way, You Tong tried to sense Su Qinghuai but failed to sense it, but what is certain is that he must still be on this continent, because without him personally sending him back, Su Qinghuai would not be able to go back.

"What do you mean, Master is really still alive?"

The originally disillusioned light in Song Guizhou's eyes ignited new hope. He looked at You Tong and realized with bewilderment that You Tong was not sad at all, which meant that Master must not be dead yet.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to look so calm.

"Where is he?" Song Guizhou was agitated.

You Tong's eyes darkened when he heard the words, and he shook his head, "I haven't found him yet, but don't worry, I will definitely find him."

for sure!

Since then, Youtong has never appeared in Qinghong Sword Sect, and embarked on the journey to find Su Qinghuai alone.

Time flies, and after an unknown number of days and nights, Su Qinghuai finally woke up from his sleepy sleep.

He didn't know where it was, but when he opened his eyes, he saw white mist swirling everywhere, and the white clouds were right under his feet, as if he had strayed into a fairyland.

He lowered his head and found that he was sitting on an uninhabited attic, surrounded by a layer of defensive enchantment.

Su Qinghuai raised his hand as if to remove the barrier skillfully, only to find that this was an attic hanging in mid-air, there was no cover anywhere, only light gauze silk.

Standing on the edge of the fence and looking down, there was an invisible white cloud, and there was a slight tingling in his head. Su Qinghuai closed his eyes and carefully thought about who this body was.

Fortunately, this time he found the memory of the original owner very smoothly, and he had to sigh with emotion that You Tong really would pick someone for him.

This is the real body of the original owner Su Qinghuai, and the immortal cultivator in the mortal world is just a strand of his main soul that has gone down to the mortal world, so after his death, he directly replaced the original owner and returned to the god position.

Su Qinghuai frowned, how could he have the illusion of getting a blessing in disguise, it's not kind.