This thought faintly passed through his mind, Cheng Yiyi gave up the quibble, and lowered his head, "I have been under the right Dharma protector, wearing a right feather mask, secretly, but the left Dharma protector, he just asked someone to give me silver at the beginning." The one who often comes to me for news www.biquge.info is a good-looking young man, who doesn't know martial arts, but is very smart, he walks back and forth between the left and right forces, but he has never been suspected of being discovered......"

"Phew! Shameless! Spoon understood and glanced at her with disdain, "For the sake of a little white face, you betrayed your master and the right protector!" Thanks to the cautious people like the Right Protector, they didn't find out that you are a traitor with no position and no principles! ”

"How did I betray him? Master taught me kung fu, but Master didn't have any money at all, and he couldn't help me with anything except to keep me from being bullied! ”

"Your master is also blind, why do you want to accept people like you as apprentices and teach you with all his heart, but you have never received love!"

"You talk nonsense!" Cheng Yiyi clenched her fists, her eyes were red, if she hadn't deliberately suppressed her anger, she would have wanted to tear the spoon apart. "I wash his clothes and cook, when he is injured, I even wipe his back and feet, I treat him better than my father! Did he take me as a disciple and seek nothing? Did he think I didn't know? He wants me to take care of his stupid daughter for him after 100 years! It's a pity that the girl died before him, otherwise, now that girl would have to be raised by me! Speaking of which, many memories of the past come to mind. The eyes that glared at the spoon gradually filled with a layer of sad mist.

She suddenly understood why she had always been so tolerant of Spoon.

It's guilt. It's a sense of guilt that she herself never notices......

Master's stupid daughter was burned to death by playing with fire at home. Her father was drunk outside that day, and she didn't go to Master's house, but ran around the city looking for her drunken father in all corners. The master was at the helm in Yangcheng, and the girl was alone and locked in the house.

When the body was lifted, it was already charred.

Master didn't blame her, and she didn't blame herself. At that time, she didn't think that she was obligated to take care of the little sister all the time, but instead complained afterwards about why the master didn't inform her that the junior sister was home alone before going out, so that she might have stayed and taken care of the younger sister, instead of running out to find her as soon as she heard that her father had been drinking with someone and disappeared......

The master didn't say anything, just glanced at her with a particularly flat gaze.

Master hasn't spoken to anyone since...... Until death.

She gave her master a funeral, dressed in linen and filial piety, and everyone praised her as a good apprentice who valued love and righteousness. She thought she was, too.

It wasn't until this moment that she finally realized that she had never been able to get past this hurdle. The scar on Spoon'er's face was burned by fire. So she was inexplicably more patient with the spoon than with anyone. Spoon always squeezes her and quarrels with her, she obviously has the ability to beat Spoon into obedience, but she doesn't ......

It turned out that in the deepest part of her heart, she had always hidden that trace of guilt......

Wei Yan shook his head, stepped forward, and pressed Spoon'er's shoulder: "Spoon, don't say it." That's it. I don't pursue it, I don't care anymore. Cheng Yiyi, let's go. ”

Cheng Yiyi turned her head and left. The door was opened, and the north wind howled, blowing her sideburns.

"Cheng Yiyi, I read that you have guarded the Qingyin Pavilion, and I let you go. Remember, I don't owe you. You don't owe me either. Whether your sweetheart is dead or alive is in the thoughts of others, and I have nothing to do with it, I hope you don't hate the wrong person. You can approach me once, but you can't get close to me a second time. ”

Wei Yan's voice was caught in the cold wind and came from behind. Cheng Yiyi seemed to hear it, but she didn't seem to hear it clearly.

The familiar figure outside the door faded away, and perhaps there would never be another meeting. Spoon turned to look at Wei Yan, tears welled up, and she knelt down abruptly, "Miss, can you help her once?" Save her sweetheart? ”

Wei Yan was not surprised, nor surprised, she pulled the corners of her lips and smiled, "Spoon, even you think that I, Wei Yan, am a saint who repays grievances with virtue?" It doesn't matter what others do to me, I will definitely forgive and consider the other party? ”

Spoon closed his eyes, knowing that his request was too much, and the sourness in his heart became stronger and stronger, "Miss, I'm sorry, it's Spoon'er who was confused for a while......"

"No, you're not confused." Wei Yan walked to the door and slowly closed the door, the howling cold wind was blocked out, and the room was still warm as spring. "In the past, I was really useless, incompetent, cowardly, and unable to achieve anything. But in the future, I won't. No one can hurt me anymore and continue to live well! Cheng Yiyi is pitiful, but I am not a bodhisattva, I have no reason to purify sentient beings and forgive all sins. I will pay back what I owe, whoever it is. ”

Spoon closed her eyes and slowly pressed down the softness in her heart, she wanted to stand by Miss's side and be the most determined follower. Now she only has Miss, Miss only her!

On the crowded streets, a group of soldiers in armor is particularly conspicuous. With a uniform pace, it looked majestic and murderous from a distance, attracting everyone to consciously get out of the way and let it pass smoothly. When they came to the front of a teahouse, the group of soldiers took off their helmets and strode into the building, one of them went up the stairs, and the others divided into two teams without being instructed, one under the stairs and the other outside the private room where the first man had entered.

The wonderful story of Mr. Storyteller was interrupted for a moment by the appearance of this group of people, and after a few breaths of silence, people began to urge the storyteller to continue to tell the story of "the chaos in the rivers and lakes, the conspiracy of the master, and the Hou Yong of Annan in Qingyin Pavilion saved the beauty".

The storyteller held the folding fan in his hand and couldn't help but tremble a little, "...... Everybody...... Guest officer, the right talent...... I just walked in, but ...... But...... Quiet...... Annan Hou his old man? ”

"What? Is that the reckless general Annanhou in your story? It's him? The crowd erupted in a chatter.

"Wouldn't it? Listen to stories every day, and see real people this time? Which of you just looked back? Ouch, my husband was so fascinated by the book that he didn't see what the Marquis of Annan looked like? "Someone beat his chest.

Others were also very proud: "I saw it!" Tall and big, not much shorter than the door frame of this teahouse, one arm is as thick as my thigh, majestic, no wonder it can kill all directions! ”

"What about people? Upstairs? "There are also people who want to catch up and see if the real person is really as great as the legend. I heard that the Marquis of Annan has a red beard and green eyes, his appearance is extremely ugly, and his strength is infinite, and he can kill a cow with one fist......

"Shhhh Do you see those military masters at the top of the staircase? It was the ironclad army of the Marquis of Annan...... Be quiet, and don't let them be targeted. How dare you dare to spy on the whereabouts of Marquis Annan? (To be continued.) )