When the Gu worm that had not bloomed for ten thousand years was rampant in his brain, Nan Xiangzi looked at his sister in front of him and moved his mouth, but he didn't say anything, but directly attacked Elder Gong who was hiding outside the main hall and locked on him with his divine sense.

These people want to control him, they want him to die, and he doesn't do what they want.

But his sister, why did his sister want him to die too?

He couldn't figure it out, the main hall couldn't withstand the attack of the aura wave of the two powerful people, and the prohibition set by several elders was also torn apart by him in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the hall that was about to collapse would bury his sister inside, he reached out and grabbed her arm and ran outward.

This is his sister, he must have been bewitched by those people, he wants to leave with his sister, he wants to kill these people who dare to bewitch his sister.

But as soon as he left the main hall, a dagger was inserted in his chest.

If he hadn't dodged so quickly, the dagger would have been stuck in his heart.

He glared at his sister who was holding tightly in surprise, but she shook off his hand in the next moment, turned around and rushed into Qingji's arms, as if she was too frightened, she was in the man's arms, her body was trembling, trembling.

Why are you afraid of him? Why kill him?

The attacks of the various elders followed, but his mind was chaotic and stinging at this moment, the Gu worm was like a greedy snake, growing by devouring his divine sense.

He couldn't think about it anymore.

The moment the dagger was stabbed in the chest by his sister, he only thought about death in the frightened and resolute gaze of his sister.

However, somewhere in my heart, I don't want to, I don't want to die like this.

With his last breath, he forced all the Gu worms out of his body and rushed out of Kunlun Mountain.

Later, it was like a dream.

He saw Master reach out to him and hug him from the top of the cliff, and Master's cold face smiled at him, "From now on, you are my apprentice." ”

When he was hungry and purred, the master was at a loss to pile all the Bigu Dan in the mustard seed space in front of him, the clothes issued in the sect were slightly larger, and the master helped him cut them, although the sleeves were sewn together once in the end, but he looked at the master who was sitting next to the pearl of the night, exuding a hazy white light all over his body, and only felt that he was extremely happy.

In order to let him break through, the master killed the demonic beast with him, helped him refine the pill, helped him protect the Dharma when he broke through, and helped him heal when he was injured.

But later, when he was weak after his breakthrough, he put his master to sleep.

What happened afterwards was like a nightmare.

He watched himself hurt his master step by step, obviously he liked the master so much, he treated her as the whole world, as his own life, but his master was never happy again, he begged, pleased, he knelt in front of her, and even feared that she would kill herself, he persecuted and threatened......

The self in the dream, step by step, is hateful.

Is it a dream?

In a trance, it feels real.

Later, Master died!

His life was completely dark.

Such a dream, such a life, once made him miserable.

But he seems to have fallen into a strange circle.

He kept repeating the dream.

Every picture is so clear, when you are happy, you are so happy, but when you are suffering, it is better to live than to die.

Even if he knew that this dream was repeating itself, even if he knew what was strange, he couldn't think, he could only be forced to follow this dream a little bit of experience.

How happy it was at the beginning, how painful it was later.

The contrast was too great, his mood fluctuated with his dream self, and he couldn't stop himself, and he couldn't stop this dream.

In fact, he felt that this was not a dream, this was his real life, and his repeated experiences were like reincarnations.

Later, a finger pressed to his forehead, and he heard a voice ask him: Anan, who bullied you?

Anan, are the jelly beans delicious this time?

Anan, does it hurt?

Doesn't it hurt?

Anan, sleep, close your eyes and sleep, don't be afraid, Master is by your side.

Under such a voice, I don't know why, those dream-like images slowly disappeared, and he could close his eyes or sleep.

Who is this woman?

In a trance, another master appeared in his mind.

Does he have two masters?

His memories were confused, his dreams were confused, and he was demented and confused in his dreams.

Until one day, my mind suddenly returned.

He opened his eyes and looked at the amiable master who helped him smooth his hair, and then closed his eyes again.

His master has always been cold and detached, just like those ruthless and desireless immortals in the sky, he has never seen such a master.

And for a moment, he couldn't tell what kind of person the master was?

He opened his mouth and bit his master's finger, either to tease or to confirm whether he was still in that dream-like world.

However, after a short period of confusion, he finally knew that he should have planted Gu worms to have such a dream.

After waking up from the dream, he not only did not feel any more relaxed, but panicked even more.

He finally knew his feelings for Master.

He felt that sooner or later he would come to the road in his dreams, the one that he clearly wanted to make Master happy, wanted Master to be happy every day, and wanted Master to like him, but in the end, Master lost the slightest smile, and made Master hate him and hate him.

He was scared.

He didn't dare to wake up.

The current master is so good and so good, he is afraid that once he wakes up, everything for him will be gone, just like in a dream, and he will gradually drift away from the master......

If, if Master can always be so good and so good to him, then why should he pretend to be a fool for the rest of his life.

However, there are some emotions, like crazy grass growing in the mind.

The more he tried to suppress it, the more he couldn't control it, he felt that he was about to become the self in his dreams, and he felt that he would always do something that would make Master hate him.

If he hadn't dreamed, he would have carried out his ideas without hesitation, but with that dream, he was so afraid that he would really push his favorite master into hell.

On the day of the Lantern Festival, he let go of her hand.

If, if he leaves, wouldn't it be better?

He looked at her anxiously, watching her stagger, her eyes shining with tears, he looked at her as if she had lost her soul, stumbling, and casually grabbed someone and shouted Anan.

She even wanted to break the seal on her body just to find him.

He took a few steps out of the darkness, hugged her tightly, lowered his head, and kissed her on the forehead.

Master, since you don't want to let go of me, would you like to go to hell with me again?

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I always see someone saying that the song is too stupid and white and is always deceived, and Chubby said that this pot Ming Ge is not memorized, if Ming Ge can be invincible in everything, all kinds of people are loved and praised by others, this article is not interesting, even if Ming Ge is a 10,000-year-old monster, she can't see through people's hearts, and many times, in fact, being confused is also a blessing.