Twenty-two episodes of painting ruined love 5
"Very good, this is the good apprentice that this seat has taught wholeheartedly!"
He sighed slightly, raised his hand, and without the slightest hesitation, reached out to my eyesβ
The pain of gouging my eyes made my whole body twitch violently uncontrollably, and it hurt, it hurt, and it hurt to the bone!
"Ahh
"Ahh
I screamed, the master did not use magic to destroy my eyes, but used the most primitive way to directly gouge out my eyes, my lips and teeth were stiff and numb, my feet struggled, the cold sweat of beans instantly rained down, and my brain was a black mess!
When Master's cold hand left my hot, blood-soaked eyes, I fainted on the ground.
"Emperor, let the criminals replace your lost eyes...... Master's voice fell into my ears, not very clear, and I gradually lost my ability to distinguish things in pain, and my consciousness could no longer be clear.
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"When a disciple makes a mistake, he is not taught by this seat. The matter of the emperor is over for the time being, and as for the guilt of Baomo summoning Han Ji, this seat will give you an explanation. If the immortals have any other objections, let's go back and talk about it! β
In the fog, I felt a pair of hands pick me up from the ground, and while flying away with the sword, I continued to cross the fairy energy...
Master, Amo is wrong! Don't be angry, please...... Please......
I hung my head weakly and lost all consciousness.
β¦β¦ In Amo's life, there are three important people in his heart: the queen mother, the third brother, and the master. The queen mother is my heaven, the third brother is my earth, and the master is my flesh and blood......
It's just that I don't know, is Ah Mo still the Ah Mo in Master's mind that cannot be replaced by the countries of the four seas and thousands of generations?
It was a long sleep.
For so long that even I wondered if I was alive or dead.
The black dream, with scattered fragments, including warm touches, spiritual power brought by the palm, the sound of the piano, and all kinds of soups that cannot be distinguished, have all risen and fallen, flowing through memories.
I tried to catch something, but the whole dream was still black and ambiguous, and the whole person was floating like a wandering spirit and couldn't find a place to go.
When I couldn't see a single color for a long time, I finally wondered if I was dead.
Only the faint familiar smell made me very confused when it touched the tip of my nose. It's not the smell of boneless incense, it's the clear and clear smell of Du Heng in spring......
It's so long that it makes me want to cry.
I subconsciously wanted to grasp what I touched in front of me, and I actually caught the real thing.
The soft cotton, without fine embroidery or gorgeous gold, feels comfortable and reassuring when it falls in the palm of your hand.
My throat moved, and I seemed to make a sound, but there was still silence in my ears.
But the cotton cloth in my hand suddenly moved, and then, my body shook, and the whole person was brought into a wide embrace.
The extremely powerful arm, as strong as iron, knocked on the back of the head, a little painful.
But this pain is also inexplicably familiar, as if a long, long time ago, I also experienced this kind of happiness-like pain. When?
The arm holding me was trembling a little at the moment, shaking me very lightly but not urgently.
"Amo! Amo ......"
I opened my eyes wide and tried to see who the person in front of me was, but it was still the darkness that I couldn't see my fingers, and I couldn't even see the outline of the man's eyebrows. It's just that the silk in front of my eyes is covered by the skin, and the pain is piercing.
"It hurts...... I tried my best to squirm my parched lips, reaching out to brush the silk scarf off my eyes, "take it away, take it away!" β
One hand grasped my hand tightly, and with some warmth and reassurance, I fell into a deep slumber again.
His body was floating all the time, and even his breathing was so weak that he couldn't seem to hear it......
There is music floating in my ears, I don't know who is accompanying me with the sound of the piano and driving away nightmares for me? But the surroundings are full of darkness, as if they are in a grotto in the depths of Mingsha Mountain.
I was looking forward to my third brother coming to save me day and night, and if he saw me like this, he would be very sad.
In this world, he is the only one who is good to me, and he has never been mixed with too many calculations and conspiracies, and only puts my joys, sorrows, joys, loves and hates first.
Even the master can'tβin his heart, there is Zhongtian, the Six Realms and the World.
"Master...... Master ...... "I sighed lowly, wanting to shed tears, but I couldn't shed a drop.
At this moment, my wrist stiffened, and then a large gulp of heat rushed to my ears. I could conclude from the breath he was breathing out two words, as if he were calling someone's name.
With a sudden movement in my heart, I touched the man's cheek, rolled my gaze on his face in a blank manner, and asked urgently, "Are you Master, are you Master?" β
The face in his hand froze, and then quickly moved up and down, clearly nodding.
"Yes, the teacher has always been, has always been."
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