Actually, the master is more childish than himself, right?

Only those who have experienced a lot of hardships and vicissitudes will cherish the love and care of others.

In the bottom of my heart, I actually felt pity for my master. In the future, you must honor your master.

It's a pity that after a few days, he was kidnapped by the bad guys. Until the moment of the end of his life, he failed to do so, and before he died, he called the master, how much he hoped that the master could save him.

By the time Master arrived, it was already too late.

He remembered that he was buried under the dirt, dead without a single body, and his soul was scattered.

The master cried as he dug himself out with his bare hands.

The first time Master acknowledged this master-apprentice relationship was after he was reborn after his death and slept in a Qulan coffin for ten years.

When I woke up, I saw Master again.

Master's breezy expression was no longer there, his eyes were swollen from crying, his face was haggard, and his face was pale and pale, as if he had been seriously injured and not yet healed.

But the master laughed and cried, and hugged himself excitedly and said, "Wuyuan, do you remember me? I am your master! I have convinced your grandfather that we will be righteous masters and apprentices in the future." ”

It was the Master who resurrected Himself.

But at that time, I didn't have any memory, I didn't know what Master's tears and smiles meant, and I didn't know what a heavy price Master paid for resurrecting him.

He lived in chaos like this, became a slave of a big devil in a daze, turned against his master, who was so kind to him, killed his uncle who was loyal to his master, tortured his master to the point of bruises, tore his master's soul twice, deprived him of his ninefold temple, and now he has to rip out his master's heart......

"Wow!" tears rushed down, and Li Wuyuan finally remembered who he really was, and remembered what an unforgivable thing he had done to his master!

"Master......" Li Wuyuan was about to collapse, his eyes were full of tears, and he was in a panic looking for the master who was extremely kind to him.

Then, what Li Wuyuan saw was a blood-stained Yunhe lying in a pool of blood. The purple lotus had already collapsed and was quietly suspended above Yunhe's head.

The light of the purple lotus gradually dimmed, as if she was sad for the loss of her master.

Li Wuyuan was full of remorse, how could he do such a thing to his most beloved master......

Not far away, Uncle Shi's bones were not cold. He was killed by his own sword through the heart, and after his death, he was disemboweled, which is simply miserable!

Li Wuyuan trembled when he saw it......

Is this all your doing? Are you still human?

The Heavenly Star Sword in his hand was still stained with the blood of the master and uncle.

Drops of blood fell to the ground as they rolled down the cold blade.

Within the eye of the eye, blood soaked into a sea. The blood of Zhao Yingyan and Yunhe was smeared on the ground, like a rain of blood, and the tragedy was like a slaughterhouse.

This sword is a murder weapon, and he himself is a ruthless murderer, a sinner through the ages!

For Li Wuyuan, there was nothing more painful than now, and as soon as he recovered his mind, he saw that he had committed an unforgivable sin.

Even if you die a thousand times or ten thousand times, you can't wash away your sins!

Once, he scolded Zhao Yingyan for betraying the Holy Emperor in order to save Yunhe as an ungrateful act, and he should apologize with death, but at that time, Zhao Yingyan made fun of himself coldly:

"Stupid boy, when one day you wake up to what you have done to your master, you are the one who should be ashamed to die and apologize!"

Uncle Shi had already warned himself, but he was blinded by the big devil, and he didn't listen to Uncle Shi's words at all, so that he made an irreparable mistake.

Now Li Wuyuan realized that his actions were so pathetic and hateful! He couldn't even forgive himself, and he wanted to kill himself to make amends for his master and uncle.

With a "dang" sound, the sword fell to the ground.

Li Wuyuan rushed over like crazy, picked up Yunhe, and cried loudly: "Master, I'm sorry for you! I'm sorry for my uncle! Wuyuan really deserves to die! But please Master, don't die! As long as you can get better, no matter how you want to punish Wuyuan, Wuyuan is willing!"

Yunhe couldn't hear Li Wuyuan's confessional cry at all, he collapsed weakly in Li Wuyuan's arms, his eyes were terrifyingly hollow, and his eyes didn't move, like a broken puppet.

Li Wuyuan leaned over in a panic and put his ear to the cloud river to listen.

When I heard that the weak heart was still beating slowly.

"Woo, that's great, Master, you're still alive...... If you leave, I won't see you again under the Nine Springs!" Li Wuyuan cried miserably.

However, even if Yunhe still had a breath, he was only an empty shell.

A person with a broken soul, even if he is alive, is like an unconscious living dead.

Moreover, his body was pierced by the Heavenly Star Sword, and his vitality had been cut off, and he had long since run out of oil.

"Tick tock......" Li Wuyuan burst into tears again, tears of remorse condensed from his eyes and fell on Yunhe's pale cheeks.

Seeing that Li Wuyuan finally woke up, the people on the Purple Thunder God Ship were deeply saddened.

It was already too late, and everyone silently lowered their heads and wept sadly with calm faces.

On the other hand, Li Wuyuan was already crying and panicking.

What should I do? How can I save Master?

Li Wuyuan suddenly remembered that Master's soul also became like this when it was torn apart by himself for the first time, and it was Zhao Yingyan who secretly healed Master from everyone, and then Master recovered.

That's right, as long as it is the power of the realm king god, it can repair the master's soul!

Isn't he a realm king god? and a ninefold realm king god.

Thinking of this, Li Wuyuan had a glimmer of hope in his heart, and he pressed his hand on Yunhe's sea of qi, striving to cross his aura to Yunhe in a race of seconds.

Step by step, the Holy Emperor walked towards Li Wuyuan and Yunhe.

"Wuyuan, bring the purple lotus. The Holy Emperor once again gave an eerie order.

Li Wuyuan raised his head and glared at the Holy Emperor resentfully.

He wanted to scold the Holy Emperor loudly, but in the end he didn't scold, he didn't dare to speak loudly in Yunhe's ear, for fear that he would scare Yunhe.

He carefully put Yunhe down gently, and glanced sadly at Zhao Yingyan, who was lying not far away, and said silently in his heart:

"Uncle Shi, please rest assured. From this moment on, it is up to me to protect Master!"

Zhao Yingyan still slept soundly with a smile on his face, as if he heard Li Wuyuan's heart, and he was relieved to hand over the master to this little junior brother.

Li Wuyuan stood up with a calm face!

Just now, he had already crossed a force into Yunhe, just waiting for Yunhe to slowly refine and absorb it.

Yunhe's soul and body are too weak, even if he is immersed in the power of the Realm King God, it will take time.

At this moment, Li Wuyuan had a thousand words in his heart that he wanted to say to his master.

Master, Wuyuan is sorry for you, sorry for the uncle, sorry for the thousands of people in Ziyun Star, even if they die, they will not be able to escape the blame.

I don't expect your forgiveness in this life.

I just want to help you buy time, even if I can let you live a little longer, I am willing to let me Li Wuyuan die immediately!

Li Wuyuan burst into tears as he walked over to the Holy Emperor step by step, every step he took was so heavy.

Under the faint purple light of the purple lotus, his tearful eyes became more and more determined, and his figure became taller and taller.

After leaving Yunhe for a few steps, Li Wuyuan endured his anger and said murderously: "Big devil, if you hadn't deceived me, I wouldn't have killed my master by mistake, and I wouldn't have harmed my master like this!

Hearing this, the Holy Emperor sneered gloomily: "Wuyuan, are you trying to kill me? Your power is given to you by me, do you think you can kill me? You are really naïve and pitiful! You are just a dead man dug out of the mud by Yunhe, and I can turn you back into a pile of mud at any time!"

"As long as I can kill you, the big devil, and avenge my master and uncle, even if I turn back into a dead man, I will not hesitate to turn back into a pile of mud!" Li Wuyuan roared angrily.

Seeing that Li Wuyuan had finally woken up and worked so hard to protect Yunhe, Yue Feng wiped his tears with a mixture of joy and sorrow.

"Yuan'er! Fortunately, you can restrain yourself from the precipice! Although it is too late to make up for the mistakes, it is better than making mistakes again and again......

How could Li Wuyuan be the Holy Emperor's opponent?

This challenge is destined to be lost before it even begins.

Yue Feng only knew that he had just lost his most important apprentice, Xiaoyan, and soon even his most doting grandson would be gone.

However, even if Yuan'er dies like this, it is an honor.

It's much more decent than going to be a slave to that big devil and dying ugly at the hands of the people of the Ninefold Temple, and bearing the eternal infamy of bullying teachers and destroying ancestors and being ungrateful.

This is also the only way for Yuan'er to regain her dignity.

Yue Feng cried while watching.

A white-haired old man in the twilight of his life watched his apprentices and grandchildren embark on the tragic road of no return one after another, and the white-headed man sent the black-headed man.

How did Li Wuyuan know that his grandfather Yue Feng was heartbroken for him? All he was thinking about was how to kill this big devil and avenge his master and uncle.

He quickly picked up the Heavenly Star Sword on the ground, and stabbed towards the Holy Emperor with a single sword!

"It's not a cute kid at all, and I still like the way you used to be obedient to me. The Holy Emperor said regretfully, and between the words, Li Wuyuan's cold and shining blade had already slashed towards his throat.

The Holy Emperor stretched out his fingers and clamped the blade of the Celestial Star Sword with a flick. The blade of the sword seemed to have taken root in his fingers, and Li Wuyuan couldn't stab forward no matter how hard he tried.

Immediately after that, the Holy Emperor's finger flicked vigorously, and the Heavenly Star Sword flew out of Li Wuyuan's hand, and with another palm, Li Wuyuan, who was hit, flew upside down several feet away.

"Smack!", when Li Wuyuan fell heavily to the ground, he spurted a mouthful of blood, half of the meridians in his body were broken, and he couldn't get up no matter how hard he struggled.

And the Celestial Star Sword fell not far from him.

The Holy Emperor continued to walk towards Yunhe step by step, and soon stood in front of Yunhe with a condescending attitude.

Yun He was paralyzed at the feet of the Holy Emperor on his back, his eyes motionless and vacantly looking at the chaotic sky, his dim eyes like a dusty mirror, reflecting the Holy Emperor's gloomy and pale face.

"Big devil, don't move Master!" Li Wuyuan scolded with grief and indignation.