I don't understand why Master is so desperate to drive me away.

I killed my fellow disciples, and I am willing to be punished for my mistakes. But why do you have to drive me away?

I looked at the master who was healing Qinghe's exercises, and tears welled up in my eyes.

At this time, I saw that the master suddenly cast a spell and tidied up his and Qinghe's clothes.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I saw the cranes outside Nansi Pavilion and a large group of Qingqiu people rushing here with nervous expressions.

Everyone was stunned when they saw me and Master. Almost instantly, he noticed the Qinghe Fairy lying in the master's arms.

So he immediately rushed to the master with a nervous look and took Qinghe from the master's arms.

"What's going on??"

I was in place, ready to pluck up the courage to admit my crime. At this moment, I saw Master suddenly get up and face the crowd and say sharply.

"Qianque has no distinction between respect and humility, and he hurts people if he disagrees with Qinghe Fairy. Now enter the Qingqiu dungeon and wait for the fate. ”

When I heard this, I was stunned for a moment, and then I felt that something was wrong. How could Master say that I had a fight with Fairy Qinghe as soon as I didn't say a word?

Rao said that no matter how stupid I was, now I finally understood that Master was helping me cover up my murderous crime.

But why did Master do this? Even if Fairy Qinghe is unconscious now, won't she still denounce me when she wakes up? Besides, if I admit the truth, according to the Qingqiu precepts, I won't be guilty of death! Why hide it for me? Is it because I am afraid that I will suffer???

Suddenly, I felt extremely guilty and annoyed.

What kind of apprentice am I? If something happens, my master will hide it for me and carry it for me? Besides, my master is still a god king, how can I ignore my own people again and again because of me?

I can't be willful anymore, I can't do anything wrong because of Master's favor, and in the end I hurt Master.

I thought about it and finally mustered up the courage. I glanced up at the inexplicable expressions on the faces of the visitors, took a deep breath, and said.

"Elders, brothers. This qiē is all the fault of me. It was I who accidentally injured the Qinghe Fairy, and it was also my own mistake ......"

"A thousand magpies!!"

My words were once again interrupted by Master's angry rebuke, and I turned my head to see the almost uncontrollable anger and tension on Master's face.

I looked at him like this, and I don't know where I suddenly mustered up a surge of courage. I continued despite Master's angry rebuke.

"It was I who injured Qinghe. It was also me who killed my brother with my own hands. The murderer you've been tracking down for the past few days is me!"

With that, I threw myself to my knees.

"Qianque knows that his sins are unforgivable, and he is at the mercy of the elders and the princes. ”

After I finished saying this, I suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. That's right, I, Qianque, do things by myself, how can I live secretly by concealing the facts?

I exhaled lightly and looked up, only to see the horrified and surprised gazes of everyone present. After hearing my words, Master turned his head away from me and stopped looking at me.

I didn't have time to look at the expression on his face before I was sent into the dungeon by an order from the white-bearded elders of Qingqiu.

I have rarely entered the dungeon of Qingqiu three times in my life. Once he stole the elixir that the Whitebeard Elders had worked so hard to cultivate, and once he violently beat up the irrigation that came out of nowhere and claimed to be his neighbor. Another time was that she was dissatisfied with Xiao Fang's control and angrily demolished her mansion.

It's just that there has never been a time when I entered this Qingqiu dungeon as strict and nervous as I am today. Persimmon, the janitor who used to chat with me before, didn't want to pay attention to me anymore this time. Looking at me with fear and distancing eyes, I was afraid that I would kill him by mistake.

I was alone in the dungeon for three days and three nights, and every day I couldn't see anyone else except the janitor Persimmon who brought me food.

The elders of Qingqiu probably haven't discussed how to punish me. So much so that it has been three days since the incident happened, and no news has been heard.

I couldn't help but sigh, I guess this time it should be a punishment for deboning and cutting the flesh. It's also strange to say. Most people are a little scared when they know that they will be punished heavily, but I have never been afraid of pain or injury since I was a child. If you hurt your muscles and bones, you can just lie down for a day.

I looked up at the small window of the dungeon and a corner of moonlight pouring in. There is a round of white jade hook moon hanging in the sky in a square foot, and it is also a good scene to look at.

The elders of Qingqiu said that I had a strong temperament since I was a child, not like a sleek fox but like a stubborn cow that was difficult to tame. None of them like stubbornness, so they won't show mercy to my men this time.

I was thinking about it so boringly, when I suddenly heard the persimmon on duty at the door say respectfully.

"See Ambiguous Monarch!"

Although the voice was small, I heard it, and I rushed to the cell door to look at it. However, the barrier of the cell door made of black iron for thousands of years was too strong, and as soon as I touched the door, I was bounced back by a strong resistance.

"Master, is that you?"

I saw a dark shadow flickering in the shadows of the hallway, so I quickly shouted.

The figure in the darkness moved, but did not speak. I stood by the cell door and stared into the shadows and asked wistfully.

"Master, have you come to see the apprentice?"

The man in the shadows sighed softly, and then stepped out of the shadows little by little.

He stood still about ten paces away from me. Although I still couldn't see the man's appearance, I could finally tell by the pair of high boots on the exposed half of his shirt that he was wearing a red wedding robe with fine embroidered lines.

In Qingqiu, what other happy events can there be besides Master these days? I couldn't help but sneer. I've always loved red, and now I think it's so eye-catching.

My mood suddenly dropped, and I asked with a slight self-deprecation as I looked at the man who was still in the shadows.

"You're getting married?"

The man in the shadows paused for a moment, then returned in a faint tone.

"Try on clothes today, and I'll come to see you when I pass by. ”

Passing by??? it's better not to come, so as to save me sadness.

"Fairy Qinghe woke up, are you okay?"

"It's fine. ”

I sighed. It seems that Qinghe didn't report me in the end, otherwise he wouldn't have disposed of my news until now.

"When will you get married?"

I continued.

"It's more than a month, don't worry. ”

He still answered me indifferently.

I couldn't help but sneer, if I wasn't in a hurry, why should I try on the wedding dress so early?

When he saw that I didn't reply, he took the initiative to ask me.

"What do you think is the way of good and evil?"

I don't know why. Why did you suddenly bring up this topic? I just noticed that Master is a little strange today. He was not in a hurry or impatient, as if he came to my room on weekdays to talk, and he didn't mean to mention that I was killing people for blood.

I was speechless for a moment, and I couldn't understand what was wrong with him today, was it to warn me not to go down the wrong path and go astray? I accosted him as I thought it would be.

"Master, the apprentice is truly aware of his mistakes and is willing to be punished. In the future, I will definitely repent and correct it. I won't go astray because of this. ”

I said it sincerely, but I suddenly heard his sneer.

"The way of demons, can you really do whatever you want and do whatever you want?"

I really don't understand what he means. Say something for no reason, how can people answer.

I looked at him for a long time, but I still couldn't answer. His figure, hidden in the shadows, moved again, followed by a nonchalant and indifferent speech.

"Qian'er, leave Qingqiu as you like, isn't that good?"

I was a little angry and a little sad, and Master always wanted to drive me away. I couldn't help but complain.

"Qian'er doesn't want to leave, and if she leaves, she doesn't know if she can see Master again. ”

The figure in the shadows trembled visibly, and I heard his sudden heavy breathing calm in an instant.

After a long time, he replied calmly in a cold tone.

"But I don't want to see you again, your inferior roots are difficult to train, and you are not suitable for the way of cultivating immortals. ”

With that, he turned and walked away. My heart ached, but I didn't give up and immediately answered.

"Green foxes are bad and difficult to train, aren't you trained like this? Why do you conclude that I can't?"

I leaned over and looked desperately in the direction he was leaving. I paused as I saw him leave, and then the whispers drifted into my ears.

"That's the inferiority in the bones, and it can't be trained. ”

Can't be trained? Are you talking about me? Or are you talking about the whole green fox? I'm confused. What happened to Master, today? The words that are out of touch before and behind the village are really incomprehensible.

The sound of persimmons seeing off was heard in the distance. I gave up and went back to my bed.

I thought about it for a long time, but in the end, I only felt that Master had become more and more cold and alienated from me in the past few days. So I became sad again, and finally I was irritable and went to sleep with my head covered.

After a few moments, I started dreaming again, but this time fortunately I didn't have any dreams of killing people and taking pills.

Speaking of this dream, it is really strange. In my dream, I was dressed in a blood-red robe, standing on the top of the majestic mountain of the beautiful mountain.

There will be a rare wind and clouds and a clear sky.

My blood-red clothes taught the breeze to blow. In the distance, a man dressed in a duck-egg green robe, leaning under a densely branched paulownia tree with his arms slanted.

The man was like a wave of hair teaching, and he held a hosta casually, and his expression was cold, as if he was facing a gossip.

I turned to look at him sideways and couldn't help but sneer.

"You're going to be a demon?"

The reclining man nodded indifferently.

I thought it was funny, so I held a touch of charm and squinted at him.

"Don't want the body of the Nine-Tails?"

"Yes!"

I don't understand.

"Then why do you want to be enchanted?"

"Kill you!"

His reclining body finally moved, and I couldn't help but feel a little amused when I looked at him.

"For what?"

His head, which had not been lifted since the beginning, was finally raised.

I saw a gleam in his dark blue eyes. His deep eyes locked on me, and he spoke indifferently after a while.

"For 90 million merits!"