What about the Master's text?

Fu Ji has never been so anxious.

He spent countless talismans, but he could barely see Jing Fan covered in blood from a distance through the formation.

"Senior brother..." Fuji's spiritual power was all attached to the formation, but there was no loophole in the formation, no matter how he tried to break the formation, he couldn't find a way.

The blood on Jingfan's lips hurt his eyes.

Fu Ji's eyes are red, come again!

He tried hundreds of methods, but nothing worked, he cut his wrist in the end, and let the blood slowly wind up along the formation.

"Brother Fu, what are you doing?!" The Xuantian Sect disciple who followed closely looked panicked, "The master told me to take you back, and said that you don't have to worry about the rest, Jingfan is no longer Xuantian now. Sect disciple, it is inappropriate for you to intervene..."

In order to come to Suiyang Mountain, Fu Ji broke the sect master's magic circle, he did not hesitate to attack the disciples of the same sect all the way, now he didn't even break the circle here, so his master sent someone to escort him back.

"Brother Fu!" The few people at the head comforted, if it wasn't for that, they wouldn't dare to attack Fu Ji easily.

Fu Ji clenched his fists tightly and turned his back to the group of juniors.

"Apologize to Master for me. Today I will definitely bring Jingfan back to Xuantianzong."

"Brother Fu, why do you have to protect that devil! He is already crazy, and now he only has hatred in his eyes!"

"If you protect him, you are going against the entire cultivation world!"

"Not only the Righteous Way wants to kill him, but even the Demonic Way will not let him go, why do you..."

"Shut up!" Fu Ji gave everyone a cold look.

Fu Ji didn't care what other people said, he made the wound bigger and drew amulets in the air.The sect disciples behind him looked at each other in blank dismay: "What should we do?"

"The head of the sect has an order, but senior brother Fu now..."

When everyone was hesitating, Fu Ji staggered suddenly, and at the same time the formation began to loosen. He raised his head and saw someone sneaking behind Jing Fan in the distance...

"Senior Brother!" Fu Ji's eyes were sharp, blood directly stained the hem of his clothes, and the formation made a buzzing sound, like a silver dragon whistling, causing the earth to start shaking.

"This is a killing formation!"

"Fuji stop quickly!"

But in an instant, Fuji saw the bloodstains on Jingfan's chest, but he...was restrained.

Fu Ji looked behind him incredulously, it was his master.

"Jing Fan has fallen into the way of magic, you are not the same way." The head of Xuantian Sect, who has a strong sense of demeanor, said very indifferently, and just looked at the thousands of people in the formation so coldly.

Jing Fan didn't know how long he had been calculating, but today's situation is completely messed up.

Fu Ji's eyes were red, he tried his best to break free, but the shackles on his body became tighter and tighter, not only that, his master wanted to take him away.

"Master!" Fu Ji's voice was shrill, his mind was completely irrational, his eyes were tearing open, "That's Jing Fan..."

"So what?" The head of the Xuantian Sect looked down at all sentient beings, but there was no trace of warmth in his eyes, "You will be ruined by him..."

This sentence made Fuji feel cold all over his body, "Master, what do you mean?"

"It's just as you think. He has fallen into the devil's way, and you will be the leader of the righteous way in the future. The two of you are old enemies, and there is no possibility of getting close. If you rescued him today, so what, do you think he has become what he is today? Who will let him go in the end?"

So sober, so indifferent.

Fu Ji suddenly said, "That time...the Yun Miao Sect had an accident, Master, are you also so calm behind the scenes?"

The head of Xuantianzong was startled slightly.

He heard Fuji continue to say, "Master, you have wasted a lot of effort to restrain me." Fuji showed a wretched smile, "You want me to be the leader of the righteous way?"

"But I don't want to."

Water mist started to rise all over his body, "I just want to be Jingfan's junior..."

The head of Xuantian Sect suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Stop!"

But it was too late, the mist on Fu Ji's body spread densely for dozens of miles, and even everyone in the formation felt a strong dampness.

But it collapsed in an instant.

Jing Fan, who was surrounded by many people, seemed to sense it, and looked at the white figure outside the formation through countless people. Suddenly, a bad feeling lingered in his heart, forcing him to take two steps back.

"Master trapped me with a spirit rope, even a Mahayana monk would have to work hard to break it... But what if there is no spiritual power?" Fuji's lips were stained with blood, and the bondage on his body was on the floor of his voice. It broke at that moment.

He hit the ground heavily with both knees, calmly meeting the disbelieving eyes of the master.

"Master, you have the Xuantian Sect, you have disciples, and you have many people who admire you, but Jingfan is gone, and the Yunmiao Sect is gone. He has lost the most important person in his life..."

"For the time being, the disciple can be regarded as...a friend with him. I can't give up on him at this time."

Fuji's appearance, Jing Fan, was expected, even though he had injected a spiritual power into Fuji to make him fall asleep before he left.

But his calculations didn't take into account that Fu Ji would waste his whole body of cultivation, just to walk to him.

Jing Fan raised his hand.

All the formations surrounding Suiyang Mountain were broken.

Countless people from the Righteous Way and the Demonic Way looked at him, and some took the opportunity to leave, but one person walked straight towards him.

There was no one else in Jingfan's eyes. He saw that person's unsteady steps, pale face, and blood on his lips, but it made him feel at ease.

"You're here..." Jingfan was at a loss for a moment, his body was covered with blood, completely dirty blood, and the stench was unspeakable.

But Fu Ji just nodded lightly, with a gentle voice, "Senior brother, I'm sorry..." I'm late.

Not only today, but also when the Yunmiao Sect was destroyed, there was no one behind such a lonely Jingfan.

Just now, Jing Fan, who was killing all directions like hell Shura, suddenly became nervous. He looked into Fu Ji's eyes, and the words spun around his mouth, and finally he only uttered a few very difficult words, "They killed my master... ..."

This sentence is almost like a sophistry, coupled with the dead bodies lying on the ground, anyone would think that Jing Fan is cruel and cruel, but only Fu Ji, he grabbed his hand under Jing Fan's anxious eyes sword, softly said: "I know..."

I know it all.

I am the only one in this world who knows your pain, your guilt, and your sleepless nights.

"Kill it, I'll be with you." Fu Ji's voice was extremely soft, but Jing Fan was completely stunned. He stared blankly at Fu Ji, ignoring the fact that there was a sneak attack from behind him.

Fu Ji snatched his sword and pierced it into the man's heart without any hesitation, hot blood splashed on the back of Jing Fan's hanging hand, causing him to react suddenly.

"Don't make your hands dirty..." Jing Fan grabbed Fu Ji's wrist, but accidentally pressed his wound.

If it was surprise just now, then it is worry now, Jing Fan carefully grabbed Jing Fan's hand, carefully drew in the spiritual power, the wound slowly healed, but the expression on Jing Fan's face remained unchanged, "I'm sorry."

But Fu Ji pressed his hand, "You didn't feel sorry for me, it's just that I... probably dragged you down."

Surrounded by wolves, they all want to kill Jingfan.

This person is alone, the Righteous Way cannot tolerate him, and the Demonic Way also wants to use him as a sacrifice.

"It's not a drag."

Jingfan looked at him fixedly, "It's just that you shouldn't be like this..."

Fuji understood all the unfinished words afterwards.

Fu Ji is the only disciple of the head of the Xuantian Sect. He has a talent that is difficult for ordinary people to match. He has a bright and bright future.

Jing Fan really wanted to hold that hand.

But he looked at the countless eyes with murderous intent below him, and suddenly smiled, "I thought that I would be single since the Yunmiao Sect was wiped out, but I didn't expect... After all, I was blind and blind, and I forgot the things around me. of you."

Jing Fan's gaze was complicated, and Fu Ji was a little flustered.

"Fuji, you are not my burden, you are the only courage I have left..." He suddenly changed his voice, "Do you still remember the bowl of Yangchun noodles we went down the mountain to practice?"

He smiled shyly, "Actually, I did it."

Fu Ji was stunned, he remembered that bowl of Yangchun noodles.

It was the first and only time that Jing Fan went down the mountain to practice after Jing Fan came to Xuantian Sect.

At that time, the two were in a state of distress, so they accidentally upheld justice, but met a stubborn person, and managed to save the person. They also fled quickly, and barely stayed in a dilapidated inn late at night.

In the middle of the night, the wound on Fu Ji's body was painful, and his stomach was empty.

Jing Fan was sleeping next to him, and went down quickly to ask Xiao Er to get some food, but after going there for a long time, Fu Ji was almost sleepy, Jing Fan came in with a bowl of noodles while he was half awake and half asleep, There are still complaints in his mouth.

"The waiter in this inn is really bad-tempered. I only disturbed his dream, so he scolded me, tsk, but fortunately, there are still unused noodles and vegetables in the kitchen. Try it, this side should... ...isn't it hard to eat?"

Jingfan was surprisingly a little nervous, at that time Fuji was sleepy and hungry, so he didn't pay attention to these things, and it didn't take long for them to meet and eat cleanly, even drank the soup.

Jing Fan took the bowl, looked at Fu Ji lying down, hesitated, but still mustered up the courage to ask, "Is it delicious?"

There was silence in the air.

When Jing Fan looked again, Fu Ji had already closed his eyes and fell asleep.

At that moment, he didn't know whether it was more apprehension or more disappointment, he left with the bowl in his hand, and returned to Xuantian Sect the next day, what happened that night was like a big dream.

Standing in front of Jing Fan, Fu Ji felt a little helpless, "I... I fell asleep."

He regretted it, but didn't know what to say.

Jing Fan smiled at him, "I knew the world was changing, so I should make Yangchun noodles for you a few more times, so that you can't forget me..."

This was said very quickly, before Fu Ji could understand, he felt a strong force pushing him away.

He lost all his spiritual power, so naturally he had no chance of making a move, and he watched himself getting farther and farther away from Jingfan.

The man smiled at him, "Sorry, I still can't watch you die with me..."

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