My master is obedient and soft

Chapter 31 [1 more]

Wen Yuan stood there dumbfounded as if struck by lightning.

Master respects him... what did he say?

The truth of the past came out, and the huge sense of subversion made him dizzy. Before that, he always thought that his master, who was able to stab him mercilessly at Fallen Immortal Terrace, was because the master did not miss the old love, and it was Zheqing who People are cold-blooded and heartless.

But why, such a thing happened back then when he didn't know it.

Wen Yuan's hands and feet were cold, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Therefore, his master had no choice but to choose to hurt him in order to save his life in a dilemma.

Wen Yuan also once doubted whether Zheqing was controlled by others and could not help himself to do such a thing, but no, he forced himself to kill him with his own hands.

Wen Yuan suddenly understood why Zheqing did this.

Because he is not a mortal, even if he is stabbed in the heart, he will not die on the spot, and then he will be thrown into the nightmare realm that seems to be beyond redemption. Such an ending can not only give everyone an explanation on the surface, but also save his life secretly .

In this way, although he was seriously injured, his life was saved, at least his consciousness would not be wiped out in this world.

When a person is in a desperate situation, he doesn't care about anything. Life is the most important thing at this time. Zheqing faced such a desperate situation 300 years ago, and he didn't even have time to think about it.

That's right, Zheqing is the emperor of the fairy world, what can he do about things that even Venerable Tanshu can't control?How can we convince the public if we deal with it unfairly, and how can we stop those long-winded mouths?

But just as Zheqing said to Tan Shu, Wen Yuan was his only disciple, but he wanted to cover up his personal affair and save his life, that's why Zheqing was so resolute and rushed to do it himself when everyone was doing the torture.

At that time, Shizun must have felt so much pain in his heart, but he still had to pretend to be ruthless.

Wen Yuan thought dejectedly, Master met him and rescued him, it was really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

Moreover, Zheqing swore to Tiandao... Through the ages, there must be a huge price behind these oaths that can be heard by Tiandao.

But he actually paid the price with his half-life cultivation base.

Cultivation is almost equivalent to half the life of a cultivator, and countless people will do anything to improve their cultivation.Zheqing's ability in the realm of the fairy world is definitely one of the best. He was also famous and admired by others. Just because of such an apprentice, he gave up such an important thing that can protect himself without any hesitation. Even a little bit of reluctance.

In his mind, the fate of his apprentice was nothing compared to this cultivation.

Wen Yuan closed his eyes, he felt long-lost tears rolling in the hot and humid eye sockets, he raised his head, and tried his best to hold back, not letting the tears just flow down like this.

He has always known that Zheqing is actually very gentle, and he has always been so kind to him... Master is the best person in the world to him, so he is not willing to kill him, and he does not want to go as he saw kill him.

His master has been protecting him in his own way!

Then Master... How much pain should my heart feel when I personally stabbed him with a sword?How much self-control did he have to use to hold the sword steady?Wen Yuan changed his position and thought about it. Now Zheqing is his most important person. If he has to hurt him with his own hands to save his life temporarily, can he do what his master does?Wen Yuan couldn't imagine it.

He looked at the boundless blue sky, that's how the master made the oath. At that time, the master was even smiling, and he didn't even frown when he cut his wrist to sacrifice with blood.

Watching half of my life's cultivation passing away from my body little by little, has Master ever regretted it?

No, he can do anything for himself.

Even from the very beginning, when the two met, Wen Yuan's life was saved by him.

Master... how on earth did you pretend to be hard-hearted, how did you force yourself to say the words that you want to break up with your apprentice without joy or sorrow?

Don't you, won't it hurt?

Two drops of clear tears fell from the corner of Wen Yuan's eyes, he couldn't bear it anymore, choked up and said: "Master..."

"Zheqing...why did you pay so much for me...why didn't you tell me."

"When you did that, didn't you really know that I would hate you? Or...you were happy with it."

In the end, he hated Zheqing, and this hatred lasted for 300 years.

In those gloomy days in the Nightmare Realm, Wen Yuan often reminded himself that he must not die, he must not die, he must become stronger, and one day he must defeat those sanctimonious things in the fairy world, and then capture his master back to take revenge. □, vent your anger well, and report that his 300-year obsession has not disappeared.

In the end he did make it happen.

Today's master is so fragile in front of him, the lord of the demon world. He can subdue him in a few strokes. If he wants to torture him, he can put Zheqing in the dungeon at will and ignore him. He is not happy. After that, you can put a black iron chain on him, and lock him on the bed like a shackle.

Now Zheqing is on the weak side, the status of the master and apprentice in the past is completely reversed now, Zheqing is played by him in the palm of his hand, he can no longer escape, he was finally bullied by him severely, And can no longer resist him.

But the master didn't tell him a word about what happened back then, and even when he was wronged, he still suffered silently.

Wen Yuan blamed himself and felt heartbroken beyond measure, look at how many idiot things he has done...

But Zheqing still treated him well as usual, when he was imprisoned by Wen Yuan in the Nightmare Realm, the most he said was sorry.

But who is sorry for whom?

At that time, Zheqing had just been tortured, Wen Yuan remembered how weak he was, and remembered that when the medical officer from the Demon Realm diagnosed and treated him, he said that he was very weak and weak.

He was still curious at the time, and even thought sarcastically, Master can kill people mercilessly, but why can't he take care of himself?But now he has all the answers. Without his cultivation base, it is equivalent to losing his protective shell, and his body will only deteriorate day after day.

Wen Yuan trembled all over, and he was filled with great sadness and regret. If his current appearance was seen by those demon subordinates, they would definitely laugh at him behind his back: the majestic demon, why did he cry like this in the illusion.

He looked at the afterimage left by the Fuwei sword in the sky, and only then did he realize that Zheqing in the illusion had already gone to Fallen Immortal Terrace.

He wiped his eyes vigorously, then moved his somewhat stiff body, summoned the Akasaka Sword and hurriedly chased after him.

Zheqing Yujian was too fast, Wen Yuan saw the shrinking figure in front of him and sped up his speed again, so that he could barely keep up with him.

Slowly, the blue sky in the distance gradually became cloudy, and lightning flashed through the clouds from time to time, shining brightly.

Through layers of fog, Wen Yuan saw himself who was bound layer by layer in the center of the Fallen Immortal Formation.

After 300 years, seeing his desolate appearance again, Wen Yuan didn't have mixed feelings or righteous indignation as he imagined. On the contrary, he was calm in his heart, as if he was really an outsider watching all this.

But Zheqing was always in his heart.

Wen Yuan stared closely at Zheqing's movements, and it reappeared yesterday, the hellish scene from that year was repeated before his eyes again.

He heard the nightmare-like words from Zheqing's mouth once again. His voice was clear and cold, and his voice was undeniable: "From today on, you and I, master and apprentice, will be bound by kindness and righteousness."

Unexpectedly, Wen Yuan laughed after listening to it at this time, he even laughed out loud, but there was some genuine sadness in that laugh.

Wen Yuan walked to Zheqing's side, and 300 years later he was standing beside the master who was 300 years ago, and the two of them stared at the former Wen Yuan together.

Wen Yuan discovered many details, or flaws, that he hadn't noticed a hundred years ago.

For example, Zheqing's back seems to be straight, but in fact the hands behind his back are trembling slightly.

Zheqing looked at Dayi with a stern look on his face, but in fact, his Adam's apple, which was constantly rolling up and down due to nervousness, betrayed him.

But these, the previous self did not notice.

Wen Yuan laughed at himself mockingly, Master is real, he even pretends not to be like that, how can he play the role of a cold-blooded, ruthless and righteous person who kills relatives?

But it was such poor acting skills that deceived the people closest to him at that time.

He saw Zheqing raised his hand, pointing his Fuwei sword at his kneeling chest.

Wen Yuan looked at Zheqing, his eyes were sour, disgusted, and he couldn't put it into words... Master's acting skills are really not good enough, when he swore at the time, he was so decisive and seemed calm, he didn't expect to raise his sword, Eyes are red.

Wen Yuan walked in front of his former self, looked at the half-dead man who was already seriously injured, and kicked him twice in agitation.

"Hey, wake up, open your eyes and see clearly, Master is going to cry..."

He felt boring after playing, why was he so blind before.He turned his head to look at Zheqing, Zheqing had his back to everyone, no one saw him, his eyes were so red that he looked like a poor rabbit, but he wanted to be brave and said such heartless words.

"My own apprentice should be executed by myself."

The Fuwei sword was unbiased and pierced straight into the chest of the kneeling young man.

The desperate young man in the illusion was roaring, and Wen Yuan outside the illusion let out a long and shrill howl.

He looked at the gray eyes of his former self, and his desperate cries echoed in the Fallen Immortal Terrace for a long time. He watched the young man's body fall from the high platform like a fallen leaf, and fell into the endless abyss.

A tear fell from the corner of Zheqing's eye, and his master finally couldn't help crying.

The people behind him wanted to rush forward at this moment, the fairy in white stood on a high place like a ruthless and cold god, he raised his hand to stop the crowd, his white fingertips were still stained with the warm blood of his apprentice.

Zheqing slightly opened his lips, and said flatly: "Everyone, go back, don't mention this matter again in the future."

"I want to be quiet."

The crowd retreated at some point. At that time, Shizun was alone, with no one to accompany him. It was obvious that he was the one who killed, but he was the most pitiful.

Wen Yuan was in the illusion at this time, he wanted to hug him impulsively, he really wanted to touch his hair, and comfort the person he loved the most: "Master, don't cry, okay..."

But he can't do anything.

He could only watch helplessly as Zheqing at that time staggered to the Fallen Immortal Terrace like an empty shell that had lost his soul, and the Fuwei Sword could no longer hold it, and fell to the ground from his trembling hands .

Then he slowly knelt down on the edge of Falling Immortal Terrace, and it took him a long time to utter a desolate sentence in a trembling voice: "My Ah Yuan..."