Martyrdom
The dense stinging pain pulled his thoughts back clearly, Shen Chen lowered his eyes and looked at his wrist, a half-squatting teenager seriously put a pair of handcuffs full of words and spirit constraints on his wrists, his broken hair covered his eyes, and in a trance, Shen Chen returned to the mountain peak ten years ago, where there seemed to be such an innocent boy. It's just that the sharp pain in his wrist and the prison cell that does not see the light of day all show his changes.
"What are you doing, as a teacher... Since I have been martyred, I will not steal my life. It is still that cold expression, still a posture of being high up to eliminate harm for the people, but under the slight blood marks on the neck and the backdrop of the hands firmly imprisoned behind him, it looks so attractive. Zhang Yong felt a moment of thirst in his mouth, grabbed Shen Chen's hair and brought it to his face, looked at a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes looking at him reluctantly, and teased, "Hmph, fake benevolence and false righteousness." ”
Frankly speaking, Zhang Yong was still very happy to hear Shen Chen's subconscious self-proclaimed "teacher", although he hated Shen Chen and didn't believe in himself, but before Shushentai, his kindness to him was also true, when his life fell into the swamp of endless darkness, it was Shen Chen who pulled him up and gave him care, if he was not grateful, Zhang Yong really couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.
Now in his brain circuit, this "teacher" may be a disguised admission that he is still the apprentice of the master, and rounding off is that he is still so important in the heart of the master. As soon as he thought of this, the cruel heart of the ruthless Demon Supreme immediately softened, and he even began to worry about whether what he did was too out of line, and whether the master would be very disappointed in himself.
After a fierce ideological struggle, Zhang Yong gradually loosened his hand, turned around and left the cave, and arranged guards on the inner and outer three floors before leaving.
This time... I will never let Shizun leave me, Zhang Yong thought silently in his heart, and the tightly clenched fist seemed to strengthen the determination of the young man.
On the other side, inside the Kunlun Ice Prison.
Shen Chen, who was awarded the title of "False Benevolence and False Righteousness", Shen Xianshi's face was full of black lines. He was handcuffed and didn't say anything, as if he had been misunderstood, looking at Zhang Yong who left with pink bubbles, he began to think about what he had done. However, this Kunlun Ice Prison is cold to the bones, Rao is immortal root is stable, but he has to suffer, not to mention that he is still seriously injured at the moment. Just as Zhang Yong adjusted his posture and was about to regulate his muscles and pulses, the girl's domineering anger came from outside the cave, "Who are you?" How dare you stop me? I have my brother's token in hand, and I can go wherever I want! ”
What should come is here after all, Shen Chen smiled bitterly, his good apprentices left one after another, I am afraid that the responsibility for this really lies with himself. Although he didn't want to admit it, the girl outside the cave was indeed his third disciple, Zhang Yong's third junior sister, Liu Siwen. I was confused, but I didn't see the little sister's love for the senior brother, until Zhang Yong was exiled and he was poisoned in the tea by the little apprentice. No matter what, the girl is pregnant with spring, and it is understandable that she makes a life and death agreement in the face of admiring a man.
"Shen Chen, don't come unharmed."