[Wearing the Book] I and the male lead are innocent!

Xie Yunshu laughed at himself, and said with a light smile, "Uncle, my Xi family worked so hard for the whole cultivation world, but in the end they were sacrificed by blood for no reason. What's the point of my cultivation?"

"I am naturally suitable for cultivating demons, so why do I have to follow the righteous path? If cultivating demons can help me greatly increase my cultivation base, why don't I take this path? Could it be that cultivating the so-called righteous path can clear up the grievances of the Xi family?"

Xie Yunshu stared at the master, a phantom, and the ridicule turned into pity, "The righteous way is nothing more than that, but it is used by people's hearts. And the devil can do whatever he wants, and only obey his own desires. I want revenge, why don't I go to cultivate the devil?"

The master stared at his little nephew, who had been away for 16 years, feeling a sense of powerlessness that he didn't know where, and his eyes gradually turned from ups and downs at the beginning to loss.

The old man's lips moved, and his drooping mustache trembled. He looked at Xie Yunshu and couldn't say a word to make amends.Bitterness rolled up his throat, and it stuck in his throat like a stubborn stone.

Shaoyi wanted to avenge the Xi family, so he shouldn't have any reason to stop him.Xi Fenglin died, how could he not have hatred in his heart?But the night was long and he was alone, he was afraid that Xi Shaoyi would go the wrong way.

"Shaoyi...you have to be careful about everything. Your parents and I are gone, you have to take care of yourself." The master looked at Xiao Zimu, and sighed softly when he saw the two hands still clasped together. He said in a calm tone, "You are already married. At least learn from your father in this point. Don't take risks. What if you have something wrong and make the family worry."

Xiao Zimu was taken aback, his ears turned red.

Xie Yunshu was also taken aback, but first turned his head to look at Xiao Zimu, his ears were red and soft, like ripe peaches, overflowing with fragrance, he could not help but smile slightly, as if answering his uncle, and more like answering someone.

"Uncle is worrying too much. I stay at home most of the time. At night, I even lie on the bed with pillows and mats ready."

Xiao Zimu's ears were burning hot from the last words of Xie Yunshu, and he wanted to withdraw his hand immediately. He also has a bed and a place to live, so why should Xie Yunshu prepare pillows and mats every day.

Xie Yunshu grabbed Xiao Zimu firmly, and when he pulled with small movements, he hissed softly again, as if he was pulling on a wound.

Xiao Zimu stopped, Xie Yunshu clasped his hand, he definitely wouldn't let go, if he struggled again, he would definitely get wounded somewhere.The blood on Xie Yunshu's clothes was very messy, and he couldn't see where the serious injury and pain were. Xiao Zimu was in a dilemma, turned his face away, and endured to accommodate this bad embryo.

The master had already seen Xi Fenglin behave in front of him, now that his son is no matter how indifferent, he thinks it is not unusual, like a father, like a son.A father and son can only play bad games on their wives.

Suddenly, the illusion was split by a sword of white light, the sword energy was terrifying, and the color of the world changed instantly.

Xie Yunshu saw the moment, and silently withdrew his magic energy.

The master looked at Jian Guang and sighed, "Qiu Wan'er is already so powerful."

Chu Qiuwan shattered the illusion, put the white sword back into its sheath, and finally felt relieved seeing that Xiao Zimu was fine.

When the sect checked the situation of all the disciples at night, he went directly to Xiao Zimu, but found that he was not there and the lantern fell outside, so he went straight down without discussing with the sect master, and split the illusion.

Seeing that Xie Yunshu was also there, Chu Qiuwan exchanged a glance with Xie Yunshu, his glazed eyes moved away calmly, and saw the third person on the scene.

In an instant, Chu Qiuwan lost all language.

The ancestor looked at his apprentice carefully, from head to toe, the white sword he gave was still hanging on his waist, he tried his best to pull out a smile.

The mouth opened and opened again, and after a while, there was only one ordinary chanting in a thousand words.

"It's time to change clothes."

Chu Qiuwan clenched the white sword tightly, with blue veins on the back of his hand, staring at the phantom of the master, speechless for a long time.

"Master, that is really the master, he is not a fake." Xiao Zimu looked at Chu Qiuwan's back without turning his head, and said in a gentle voice. He untied the sword that the master gave him, and sent it to Chu Qiuwan with spiritual power. In front of the autumn evening.

Chu Qiuwan glanced at the sword, took a deep breath, squeezed the white sword tightly, and said in a suppressed voice, "Master, you can't stay distracted for too long. The path of death will disappear. I will take you back to bury you."

Shi Zuhong looked at her apprentice and couldn't help sobbing: "Okay—"

The master spoke softly, each word was very long, and said: "You go, Qiu Wan, you go—"

The master looked at Chu Qiuwan with tears in his eyes, "Qiuwan, take them away, I will watch you from behind, take them out of the illusion, and I will go back."

"Master." Chu Qiuwan bit his lips tightly. He looked at the phantom, his body trembling slightly.

Thin light pierced through the figure of the old man, like a ghost glowing with white light.

Chu Qiuwan reached out to catch the sword in the air, glanced at the master again, and turned his head resolutely, with his sleeves rolled up, blocking the master's gaze.

He looked into the distance, looked at it for a while, and walked out.

After returning, Xie Yunshu had to live in Qingxuan Peak for a while to heal his injuries.

Not everyone knew they were lovers, Xiao Zimu didn't want to be cheeky to bother them, and planned to watch when there were fewer people.

After returning from the abyss, it was already the second morning outside, the sun shone on the earth, and the pine trees on Dongyang Peak were covered with cool sunlight.

Master did not fulfill his promise to come back with them.

The moment he reached the boundary between the outside world and the abyss, Chu Qiuwan still looked back, his master looked at him, and waved his hand farewell as farewell.

The phantom of the old man was so thin that it was almost invisible, as if it was about to dissipate with the wind.

Most of life is separation.

Master raised him up, and now that he is farewell, Chu Qiuwan has completely disconnected from the past.

Yu Jian flew to the foot of Dongyang Peak, but Chu Qiuwan didn't fly up again, he walked up the mountain road to get started again.

Xiao Zimu didn't sleep almost the whole night, and Chu Qiuwan was going to walk the mountain road again, so he followed silently.

Halfway up the mountain, Xiao Zimu couldn't help but yawned a little, he was too sleepy.He yawned very little, afraid of disturbing Chu Qiuwan's recollection of the past.

Xiao Zimu lowered his head, without looking ahead, he slammed into the back of the person in front.

Chu Qiuwan was thinner, and when Xiao Zimu bumped into it, it was as if he had bumped into an iron wall, and his forehead ached.

Chu Qiuwan looked back at Xiao Zimu, his glazed eyes became lighter under the sunlight, and he said lightly, "Sleepy?"

The tip of Xiao Zimu's nose was slightly red, like red plums falling on the snow, he shook his head, "I'll be back in a while."

Chu Qiuwan stood two or three steps higher than Xiao Zimu, looking down at the young man, "There is still a long way to go."

"That, that's okay, I'm still in good health." Xiao Zimu encouraged himself.

Chu Qiuwan didn't speak, he untied the two swords and threw them into Xiao Zimu's arms.

The incident happened suddenly, Xiao Zimu opened his half-dream eyes and hugged them all.

The next moment, both feet left the ground, and Xiao Zimu was hugged by Chu Qiuwan in shock.

"Master!" Xiao Zimu shouted in shock.

Chu Qiuwan heard it but didn't react too much. He carried Xiao Zimu back up the stone steps.

Xiao Zimu held the two swords tremblingly, staring at the scenery on the side of the mountain without looking sideways, "You let me down, I will go up by myself."

"Aren't you sleepy?" Chu Qiuwan said softly, "I never abuse my disciples."

Chu Qiuwan looked coldly at the panicked Xiao Zimu, "I'll carry you up, what are you afraid of?"

"No, no, master, I can't stand a master who carries his disciple up the mountain. And I still have a partner, I can't..." Xiao Zimu panicked and explained again and again.

In this world, the male protagonist can change his sleeves, but it is definitely not a domineering master!

"Xiao Zimu, I'm also lonely." Chu Qiuwan said lightly.

"I was picked up by my master when I was nine years old, and then I was brought up in Dongyang Peak, and then he accepted him as a direct disciple. After Wuyuan died, I took over as the elder Dongyang. Some people came to me as teachers, and some wanted to rely on me I don't care about my strength. As long as their motives and goals don't touch my bottom line, I can agree, but the rest depends on whether they can fulfill my request."

Chu Qiuwan exhaled lightly, and sighed, "Xiao Zimu, I'm tired."

"When Master waved at me, I suddenly remembered that since I was young, he didn't seem to ask me for anything."

It was the first time for Xiao Zimu to hear such a long speech from Chu Qiuwan, and felt that the other party might have a lot to say, so he shrunk his upper body cautiously, trying to avoid touching Chu Qiuwan as much as possible.

"Xiao Zimu, Master treats me as a family member, so can you also be my family member?" Chu Qiuwan looked at Xiao Zimu who was shrunk into a ball, and said softly.

Xiao Zimu lowered his voice coldly: "Master, let me down."

"If you don't let me down, I'll jump off by myself, and I'll go to Qingxuan Peak right after I fall."

Chu Qiuwan paused, he looked down at the young man in his arms, there was no hesitation in his beautiful almond eyes.

He frowned, and looked at Xiao Zimu.

"Master treats me like a family member, and I will regard Master as a relative and friend." Xiao Zimu said.

Chu Qiuwan heard what Xiao Zimu meant.

Not at all, the master-student boundary will not cross half a point.

Chu Qiuwan's face was ugly, as if someone had slapped him severely, shattering all his arrogance and self-esteem, and spurning his shamelessness.

Chu Qiuwan's body was stiff, and he stood still for a long time before letting go of Xiao Zimu's hand and slowly putting down the two swords without saying a word.

Shame and self-blame swarmed in an instant. He looked at Xiao Zimu's empty eyes, took two steps back, and left alone.

Xiao Zimu sat on the stone steps for a while, and when Chu Qiuwan had gone far away, he made sure that he would not bump into him, and then walked the rest of the stone steps.

Back in the cave, he didn't want to worry about anything, and went to sleep instead.

After this sleep, Xiao Zimu slept until evening, woke up in a daze, saw that the time outside was not bad, put on his coat, and planned to go to Qingxuan Peak to read Xie Yunshu.

Dongyang Peak is surrounded by cold pines, and the deserted night shadow covers the monotonous mountain, which is quite different from the scenery of other peaks.Other peaks have disciples and arrangements, while Dongyang Peak is clean and miserable. For some unknown reason, no one wants to modify it, and there are very few disciples in each generation of Dongyang.

Xiao Zimu found his storage bag, took out the wooden sword, and flew to Qingxuan Peak with Yujian.

The junior sister heard that Xie Yunshu needed to stay temporarily in Qingxuan Peak to heal his injuries, so she took the initiative to ask Zhuo Mingxin to take the decoction.Seeing Xiao Zimu coming outside, he was surprised and excited, and took the initiative to say hello.

"Did Senior Brother Xiao come to see and thank Junior Brother?"

Xiao Zimu responded: "Well, is there anyone else coming tonight?"

The junior sister smiled and said: "No, I drove them away and asked them to come over tomorrow. Brother Xiao, you have a good relationship with the younger brother, so you can stay with him."