An Zijue dragged the streamer's body forward with difficulty, but the body did not obey the call, and her feet were so weak that she couldn't stand up, and finally fell down with the streamer.

"Zijue, wake up."

I don't know when a familiar voice came from above to wake her up from her slumber, An Zijue opened her eyes tiredly, and Chu Qinglin was staring at her anxiously.

An Zijue rubbed her eyes vigorously before standing up, and she didn't know how long she had been asleep, the world was still dark, but there was a rooster crowing in the distance.

She quickly turned her head to glance at the streamer, who still looked so weak, his lips chapped and pale, and his complexion even paler.

The mouth kept whispering: "Blood...... Blood ......"

An Zijue was scrambling to find something, and suddenly snatched the sword with the red scabbard in Chu Qinglin's hand, frowned and slashed his wrist with a sword, enduring the pain and letting the blood flow into his mouth drop by drop.

After tasting the blood, his pale complexion improved slightly, but he never woke up.

An Zijue raised her head and looked at Chu Qinglin eagerly, "Why hasn't my master woken up yet?" Is my blood not enough? ”

As he spoke, he deepened the wound on his wrist a little.

"Zi Jue, don't ...... like this"

Chu Qinglin snatched the sword from An Zijue's hand, tears kept rolling in her eyes, "I'm sorry, I was too ruthless......"

An Zijue didn't speak, her face was as pale as paper, she had no strength to speak for a moment, her eyes were half-drooping, and she tossed all night, but she couldn't stand up after all.

One stumbled and fell backwards.

A round of pale yellow light gradually rose from the corner of the eaves, the morning dawn dewed, reflecting the dark sky a dazzling golden, the rooster crow from the top of the mulberry tree, the cry that tore the throat.

"Uncle Shi...... Uncle Shi......"

The shouts from not far away were approaching.

Chu Qinglin came back to her senses from the shouting on the opposite side and looked at Fusang coming from the alley.

She waved her sleeves in the wind, and her robe fluttered in the wind, and responded, "Here! ”

"Senior sister!"

Fusang rushed up excitedly, looked at Chu Qinglin carefully, and asked warmly: "Senior sister, it's okay lately, your father didn't treat you well, right?" Are you used to the food in the house? The maid can still listen to the call......"

As soon as Fusang came up, he asked a lot of questions, completely ignoring the two masters and apprentices lying on the ground.

“……”

Chu Qinglin was silent, her dim eyes glanced at the person on the ground before she whispered, "Master...... Uncle Shi, he was injured. ”

Fusang looked at the bloodstained two people on the ground in astonishment and asked, "Huh?!" How so? What just happened? ”

"Who injured the old man's junior brother like this?!"

A strong smell of wine permeated the surroundings, and the old wine jug carried the wine jug and followed him here under the leadership of Qianbaidu, "If you let the old man know who did it, you will definitely have to kill and avenge your junior brother." ”

The smell of wine became stronger and stronger through the air, and the old flask shouted loudly with the strength of the wine.

Chu Qinglin's heart was so shocked that she dared to look up at the old wine pot master who she hadn't seen for a few days.

After the old wine jug saw his apprentice, his face gradually turned more amiable, and he touched the wine left on his lips and said, "Apprentice, where have you been these days?" ”

Chu Qinglin was a little dazed and said, "No...... I didn't go anywhere, the disciple was just playing bad for a while, and I just walked around casually......"

"Does that apprentice know why your uncle and them are injured like this?"

The old flask continued.

Chu Qinglin's narrow phoenix eyes were raised, her eyes were erratic, and tears flowed down at once, "I'm sorry, in fact, Uncle Shi was injured by his disciple." ”

"Huh!?"

The people present were shocked, they couldn't believe their ears, they obviously had no grudges and no hatred, and they were still teachers and nephews, so they wouldn't hurt people like this!

Chu Qinglin lowered her eyes and told the cause and effect of the incident.

"Master, you must find a way to save my uncle, if Master has any three strengths and two weaknesses, not only Zijue will hate me, but even I myself will not forgive myself...... Master, you must find a way to save your uncle, disciple, please. ”

Chu Qinglin cried so much that pear blossoms brought rain.

"Senior sister, in fact, you don't need to say it, Master will also find a way to save Uncle Shi."

Fusang stepped forward and patted Chu Qinglin's shoulder and wiped away her tears, "If it is an unintentional mistake, no one will blame you, senior sister." ”

Chu Qinglin suddenly stopped crying, raised her head, and saw Fusang smiling slightly.

"You just want to protect your father, if you watch your father being killed by your uncle, then the revenge of killing your father is not shared, I am afraid that sooner or later you will kill your uncle to avenge the killing of your father."

He pulled her scattered green silk behind her ear and defended her word by word.

Chu Qinglin looked at him affectionately, and the two looked at each other.

"Stinky boy, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and carry your uncle and them back to the inn. Otherwise, he would really go to see Hades in a while! ”

The old flask shouted.

"Oooh!"

Fusang nodded again and again, squatted down to help up the heavy body of the streamer, gritted his teeth, and couldn't lift it up for a long time, no matter what angle he observed, he didn't see the slightest bit of manliness in him.

is like a girl who doesn't touch the spring water with her fingers, and suddenly one day she is forced to wash a lot of coarse cloth clothes, which makes people worry when they see it.

Qianbai felt sorry for the master to do such heavy work, and restored his true body, a huge snow wolf, with spotless white fur.

In one go, An Zijue and Streamer were carried to the inn.

"You liar, you still have the face to stay here? Everyone has been injured like this by you, is it difficult to see him die in front of you with your own eyes? It's so embarrassing to meet you liar! Disgusting! ”

After hearing that the streamer was injured by Chu Qinglin, Tang Xinran, who had long been unaccustomed to Chu Qinglin, took this opportunity to run to Chu Qinglin angrily and made a fuss.

The whole building could only hear her roar of the lion east of the river.

"I ......"

Chu Qinglin looked at her and spoke, but didn't say anything after all.

It was already afternoon, An Zijue pushed open the door of the room in a daze, and walked towards the dripping rain outside.

I saw Tang Xinran chattering endlessly, and Chu Qinglin was crying with a sad face.

Behind him, Streamer slept on the couch, looking like it was difficult to wake up.

"You...... Say no more, you guys. Let's all go out, Master wants to be quiet. ”

An Zijue hugged the body that was gradually cold, and tears couldn't stop blurring her eyes.

Tang Xinran scolded angrily: "And you, An Zijue, if it weren't for your scourge, how could the seal of the Demon Venerable be unlocked!" If it weren't for you, Miss Ben wouldn't have suffered these sins! What a waste that has more than enough to accomplish and more to lose! I still have the face to continue to call people streamers as masters, and I don't feel ashamed! It's not enough for Miss Ben to have a waste apprentice like you and drive him out of the school! ”

"Get out! Tell you to go out and hear no! ”

An Zijue pointed in the direction of the door, and said coldly towards Tang Xinran, tears rolled into her neck.

"Miss Ben hasn't told you to get out yet, why are you telling Miss Ben to get out!"

Tang Xinran sneered, his hands crossed his hips, and those eyes were eager to stare An Zijue to death.

"Xinran, you can say a few words."

Gu Xiyi walked in.

"Since Uncle Shi was injured by this sword, I'm afraid it's ......"

As he spoke, he put the red sword in his hand on the table, glanced at the person on the couch, and suddenly felt sadness, "Just now, I waited with the wine pot master to check this sword, this is the blood red sword among the ancient divine swords." When Pangu opened the world, the six realms were chaotic, the demon beasts were in charge, and after Nuwa Niangniang created people, the world was chaotic, and in order to maintain the peace between humans and demon beasts, there was a later demon master. And this sword was left by the demon master of the ancient century. The power of the Blood Red Sword is that it is dyed with the blood of demon beasts in the ancient century. ”

"The spirit in the sword is the anger of the ancient demon beast, and Uncle Shi was injured by it, if you want to wake up, I'm afraid you will have no skills to return to the sky......"

Gu Xiyi lowered her head and choked.

"How...... How so? ”

Chu Qinglin staggered, her lips trembling.

"Are you saying that Master is hopeless and can only wait to die?"

An Zijue slowly stood up, her voice trembling in the air.

"This ...... This ......"

Gu Xiyi wanted to speak and stopped.

An Zijue suddenly felt like there was an incomparably dark hole in her heart, but at this time, the stone was falling into the hole, and there was no sound of the stone falling to the ground.

There was a subtle change in her feelings, and her eyes flickered, "Please also ask Senior Brother Gu and Miss Tang to go out first, I still have something I want to talk to Master alone." ”

She glanced up at Chu Qinglin, word by word: "Sister Lin, you can go out too." ”

Chu Qinglin lowered her head, not daring to look at her directly, but just cried and said, "Zijue, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for your master." It was a last resort to hurt him that day, I'm sorry......"

With that, she exited the room step by step.

Under Gu Xiyi's persuasion, Tang Xinran left impatiently, and before leaving, he kept scolding An Zijue and saying "waste"

Two words, she glanced at her fiercely before slamming the door and leaving.

After everyone left, only her and Master were left in the huge room, and her heart twinked as she listened to his faint breathing.

She squatted down in front of him and said, "Master, I will save you, whether you are a human or a demon, even if they don't believe in you, I will believe in you." ”

She was helpless about her master's injury, and she didn't know what to do, but she couldn't just let her master wait for death, if she wanted to save him, there was only one way, and that was to break into the demon world and go to Yun Shu.

At least Yun Shu still has Qiling Xuan Yi by his side, and if he gets the help of Xuan Yi, Master may still have a chance of life.

It was the only way to do it, and there was no longer any time to delay, so she helped him up, spread out her palms, and muttered some mantras in her mouth.

"Huh"

Suddenly, the two disappeared.