Mr. Ye rushed over like crazy and hugged the blood-stained young man in his arms.

It took a lot of effort for the boy to barely open his eyes and see the teacher, which was good.

He reached out and grabbed the corner of the teacher's clothes, not wanting to let go.

Mr. Ye trembled his hands and looked at the young man who was spitting blood in his arms, his face was pale, and his whole body was weak and weak, this was his student, his only student.

His eyes were moist, his lips trembled, and he whispered, "Who did you fight like this?"

The boy was like a gossamer, and said intermittently: "Go to Lane 19 and find someone named Xu Yong." ”

With that, the boy's hand fell limply and fell to the cold ground.

"Zhaoxue!" Mr. Ye screamed sadly, but the young man did not react, only a trace of breath remained in his nostrils.

A man in gray who was walking and stumbling appeared not far away, looking coldly at the scene at the mouth of the alley, and his heart was shocked.

Mr. Ye looked at him and said in a cold voice, "You did it?"

The man in gray struggled to stand up straight, bowed to him, and said respectfully, "I'm sorry, I have to kill him." ”

Hearing this, Mr. Ye didn't say a word, and directly picked up Zhaoxue and ran towards Lane 19, and the gray-clothed man chased after him.

And the thin man who had to be old for a long time, and he was shaking with a bucket of water and needed Ye Sheng's secret help at this moment, as if he had a new powerful strength, and the man in gray used all the methods he could, and finally directly overdrew his own origin, but it was still a few feet away.

It's all to blame for the woman's damn glance, otherwise it would only take a moment to kill Zhao Xue, how could he let him run so far and be saved by this one.

Now that he has reached such a situation, it is impossible to live, but as long as he kills the young man, at least he will die a dignified death.

As soon as he thought of this, he accelerated the overdraft of his origin, and in just a moment, his body lost a circle, and his whole skin gradually folded, like old tree bark.

Soon, the distance between him and the one was getting smaller and smaller, and he reached out to the one almost as soon as he reached it.

Seeing this, he was overjoyed in his heart, and directly pushed out with one palm, and the powerful spiritual power hit Mr. Ye's back, and hit Zhao Xue through him.

Mr. Ye stumbled, fell to the ground, spat blood, and the boy also got out of his hands and fell on the side of the road.

He struggled to get up, ran over and hugged Zhao Xue, roared, picked up the boy, and continued to run towards Lane 13.

In front of Taixuanmen that year, Wang Zhi, Wang Chong, and even the almost omnipotent younger brother were powerless, and that person was born and died in his arms, and at that time he couldn't do anything except look up to the sky and roar.

This time, he won't, it's his student, the only one!

He knew who the name Xu Yong was, so he knew that as long as he saw Xu Yong, his student would be saved.

"Ahh

He screamed, running for his life.

The man in gray finally lost his strength, and his eyes sunken in, revealing deep sockets.

Now, the young man should be dead, if he doesn't die, he can't do anything, and now he can only resign himself to fate.

He leaned against the corner of the wall, slowly pulleying to the ground, sitting on the basket, his hands down.

He was sleepy and tired, but he could not sleep, because his master had not come, and he had to tell him that the boy had no chance of living. Because this is his mission as a cultivator who is fortunate enough to break through the shackles and become a cultivator Deadpool.

However, after a long time, he still didn't see the woman, he couldn't hold on any longer, and his eyelids slowly closed.

South 21 Lane, in the winter of the 32nd year of Mingtai, on Chinese New Year's Eve, a practitioner died in the corner of the wall, and there was a sound of joy inside the wall, and there was a dead breath outside the wall.

At this time, every household was already eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the sound of firecrackers in the square shook the sky, and the laughter was endless, and on the street, Mr. Ye ran to South Nineteenth Lane with all his might.

Finally, he saw South Nineteen Lane from a distance, so he came and shouted loudly: "Xu Yong, come out quickly."

”

He shouted all the way, came to South Nineteenth Lane, and ran in, "Xu Yong, come out!"

He came to a house, there was no one in front of the door, only the stone lion hung a big red flower in his mouth, a couplet was written in front of the door, and the top plaque of the house had two words: Wangfu!

He ran to the front of the house and cried out.

After a while, a middle-aged man dressed like Mr. Bookkeeper appeared in front of the house, walked over quickly, grabbed Mr. Ye, and asked with concern, "What's wrong......?"

Mr. Ye said anxiously: "He is my student, he was chased and killed, he is about to die, I know you can save him, please, save him, he is only thirteen years old......"

The palace is the residence of Wang Zhi, because Wang Zhi is thrifty, the decoration of the house should be simple, resulting in the house of the first rich man in the south of the city in the south of the 19th lane of the merchant nobles, it looks extremely shabby.

The New Year is approaching, and Wang Zhi has a saying: Let all the maids go home for the New Year.

As a result, today's royal mansion is extremely deserted, and only the homeless housekeeper of the royal mansion is also the bookkeeper Xu Yong, who collects rent and settles accounts for Wang.

......

On the first day of the first day of the new year, the first day of the 33rd year of Mingtai, the sky was cloudy, although the temperature did not rise, but the joy of the New Year also warmed up the day.

Last night, a shop collapsed in Nancheng, which was restored overnight, and the traces around it were cleaned up; the corpse in the corner of South 21 Lane was also cleaned up; and a young man was sent to the royal mansion covered in blood, and his life and death were unknown.

On the second day of junior high school, the third room of the Luojia came to the second room of the Luojia to ask for the guilt, and after handing over the management of all the shops in Nancheng, the two families reconciled, and chose to suppress the shocking change in Nancheng last night, and at the same time, a treasure was sent to the military headquarters of the city protection army.

On the third day of junior high school, many teenagers gradually came to the imperial city, all for the Tianfu Palace test on the fifteenth day of the first month.

As an outstanding teenager and girl who was recommended by the county government, they were all high-spirited and eager to show their strength.

The pavilion master stood in front of the door of the book pavilion, and finally began to suspect something.

That kid hasn't been here for a few days, and there's no news at all, so it doesn't make sense!

So, the old man came to South Twenty-third Lane, but found that the courtyard at the mouth of the alley was empty, and the kitchen where the person who lived opposite the door was full of dishes and a lot of meat, which should be the month's expenses of the person, which could not be described as "luxury".

A young man in the courtyard next to him said to his mother, "Mother, where did Mr. Ye go?"

His mother did not answer.

The young man ran out of the yard and said, "I vaguely heard Mr. Ye's shouting on the night of the New Year, and then it was gone, until now, Mr. Ye has no news, and even Zhaoxue on the other side of the door is gone." Do you think they're going to hang out?"

"But I always have bad feelings, I feel that something is wrong, I can't say, but it must not be a good thing. ”

His mother only thought that the child had a problem with his brain, so he went straight to read a book.

The old man retracted his gaze, squinted slightly, and observed the surroundings of the alley, and after a while, the old man said to himself in a cold voice: "Who dares to attack my Sword Pavilion seed?"

However, he only saw a gray-clad Deadpool with a hollow eye in the end, and nothing else.

After a few moments, the old man quietly left.

In the fourth year of junior high school, Nangong Tong practiced hard in the mountains, and finally successfully tempered the meridians around the eyebrows, ran around the mountain peak for most of the circle, and even forgot to make lunch, and the little girl cooked in person, and made the first meal in her life for her husband and brother, but all three of them vomited.

On the fifth day of the junior high school, Nangong Tong was about to quench his body, but he received a handwritten letter from Senior Brother Yunjun: Before receiving the next letter from Senior Brother, you are not allowed to quench your body Senior Brother, I want to improve it In addition, we are all very good Don't be cranky Take care of Shuang'er Study hard

So, the young man had to give up quenching his body and wait for news from his senior brother, not for anything else, just because he believed in his senior brother.

Fifteen, Shangyuan Festival, the imperial city is full of lights, and the old people are dependent

Old didn't find the child.

Today is the Tianfu Palace Examination, thirteen and fourteen-year-old teenagers and girls from all over Cangzhou walked into the Dianjin Hall with ideals to start the examination, this year's palace examination is a bit large, up to thousands of people, this is still left after layers of strict selection.

......

It's the same painting, the same world, the boy is now under the vast starry sky, under his feet is the boundless ocean, the stars in the sky are lit up in turn, and finally, the starry sky pours down, all falling on the boy.

"Who am I? This is ...... Where?"

He looked up at the endless starry sky, inexplicably frightened and lonely.

The boy suddenly fell into the sea and sank to the deepest part of the sea, his consciousness gradually blurred...... I don't know how long later, a scholar stretched out his hand above and grabbed the sinking boy.

This was the last scene the boy saw before closing his eyes, and the boy subconsciously whispered.

"Teacher!"

When consciousness regained, the boy was in a dark room, his neck restrained by a wooden plank, and his whole body soaked in hot water.

It was early in the morning, the light was dim, and I could vaguely see the scholar sleeping next to him.

At this time, the boy realized that he was placed in a large medicine barrel and could not move.

The door was pushed open, and a strange middle-aged man walked in, and saw the young man wake up, staring at the sleeping Mr. Ye.

The middle-aged man walked quickly to the medicine barrel, as if he had seen something amazing, and he was overjoyed.

"Really alive? Amazing boy. He exclaimed as he woke up Mr. Ye.

Mr. Ye was pushed, and when he opened his eyes with a sleepy feeling, he heard a call.

"Teacher, am I still alive?"

Exonerate?

The thought popped into him, and he looked up, and his student was looking at him, pale, still weak, and his tone was vain.

Mr. Ye hurriedly threw himself on the medicine barrel, trembling his hands, stroking the young man's face, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

At this time, an elderly man walked in with a pile of medicinal herbs and a food box, and put it on the table with a bang.

Mr. Ye stopped crying when he heard this, stood to the side, and wiped away his tears.

Zhao Xue also kept blinking and sniffling.

Xu Yong wiped away Zhaoxue's tears with a clean handkerchief, and said, "You can't cry, the tears will be wasted if they fall in the medicine barrel." ”

Zhao Xue nodded.

The old man opened the wooden lid on the side of the medicine barrel, put some medicinal herbs in it, and looked at Zhao Xue's eyelids, then went back to clean up the medicinal herbs, and said, "Soak well, don't try to move your body, you have to soak for a few more days." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xue looked at the teacher with a puzzled face.

Mr. Ye explained: "This bookkeeper is Xu Yong as your brother Wang said, he is in charge of the accounts for your brother Wang, this old man's name is Zhong Jing, he saved you." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xue was about to say thank you, but Xu Yong took the lead in speaking: "Don't talk less, it's already a miracle to be alive, don't cherish your life." ”

Zhao Xue nodded, looked at the teacher, and smiled slightly.

The old man opened the food box, took out a bowl of soup and medicine, handed it to Mr. Ye, and said sharply: "Take it, so sparing your life, you must know that the old man doesn't care about you." ”

Mr. Ye smiled, and the result was a decoction and drank it.

Zhao Xue looked at the teacher worriedly, and Mr. Ye said gently: "It's just tired, this is a tonic." ”

When Zhao Xue heard this, she didn't care much and smiled again.

Later, he learned from the old man that his teacher was almost exhausted that night.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the sun was shining, and the imperial city palace test began, which was lively and prosperous.

There was once a teenager who sealed his heart in the dust, and then a man tore a crack open. And in this house today, the young man's heart, which has been sealed for a long time, has gradually been opened. 2k reading web