"Remember when I just picked you up from the river, you were only a little longer, and you were so meaty......"

Walking slowly in the long corridor, the Nine Lives True Man broke free from Bai Xue and Chu Wenxin's hands, and one of them staggered and stood firmly, his hands in the air, and suddenly smiled: "At that time...... Poor Dao was thinking, this little guy didn't know where he came from, since he had met ...... Ahem...... It's fate......"

"Master"

Chu Wenxin opened his mouth to say something, but the Nine Lives True Person raised his hand to stop him from continuing, and said as he walked: "From that day on, we have a little more cutie in the Willow Leaf Gate, and the senior brothers and sisters have watched you grow up together, reading and reading, practicing martial arts and strengthening your body, and you will grow up to this time little by little...... One inch longer in one year, two inches longer in two years......"

Boom......

A touch of dark green energy erupted from the Nine Lives True Person, and Bai Xue, who once again stretched out his hand to help him, was accidentally thrown out by the shock of blood, and under the sweep of the remnants of the Burning King's power, the floor of the corridor suddenly sank deep, and the tiles and beams above were also collapsed.

The strong force swept around his body, Chu Wenxin gritted his teeth and took a blow, even if he was shocked and splashed with blood, he did not take a step back, because he knew that this should be the last distance between himself and his master, far away...... Can't see clearly, can't catch it!

The power of the Burning King is so powerful, even if it is already a wisp of the power of a strong crossbow, it is at least dozens of tricks strong!

Knowing the depth of Chu Wenxin's skills, and understanding that if he was hit again, Xiao Sha was afraid that his life would be in danger, and he came to Chu Wenxin's side and stood still, running with his true qi running, ready to help him block the remaining strength at any time.

"Now that you have grown up, but the master can't walk, the next road ...... Go on your own! Yoyo's voice was particularly clear in the hallway.

Seeing this scene, Jiu Lives Zhenren's eyes dimmed and sighed, pushed away Xiao Sha and Chu Wenxin's outstretched hands, swayed out of the corridor alone, sat down on a stone in the courtyard by the corridor, and looked at the two young people of similar age in front of him, and the focus of his eyes had drifted into the distance.

The demeanor is fluttering, and it seems to be reminiscing, and it is even more nostalgic!

"Master......"

Calling out this title again, Chu Wenxin couldn't cry, knelt down suddenly, and choked up: "The apprentice is not filial, and the apprentice shouldn't go out in the first place, otherwise he will ......."

"Don't cry ......"

His voice fell, and the Nine Lives True Man came back to his senses and focused his gaze on him again, the look in his eyes was a little better than before, and the power belonging to the Burning King on his body gradually gushed out, and the power of the exudation became weaker and weaker, but the person became more and more energetic, and even his voice was much smoother: "You have grown up for more than ten years...... Good ......"

"Master......"

Chu Wenxin knelt on the ground and couldn't bear to look at the old man's face, tears wet his eyes, and he fell to the ground, his heart was like a knife!

The Nine Lives True Man looked at him, and his face was full of kindness: "Liuye Gate is our home, help protect it for the teacher...... And your sisters, brothers! ”

"Good, good...... We're in this together."

Chu Wenxin choked up and agreed, when the Nine Lives True Person was dying, he couldn't say too many words of comfort, he could only express his pain incoherently.

"Remember when you were seven years old and ran away and didn't want to come back?"

Even though they have grown up, who is not a child in the eyes of the elderly?

Looking at the young man in front of him who was crying, the Nine Lives True Man suddenly remembered a past incident a long time ago, and said slowly: "At that time, you didn't want to come back because you thought it was too hard to practice martial arts and literacy...... Even the teachers couldn't get angry! ”

"I remember, I remember"

Chu Wenxin raised his head violently, tears rolled down his cheeks in his eyes, but a smile that was more ugly than crying was squeezed out on his face, and he said loudly: "In the end, the master took the apprentice back, I was already sick at that time, but ...... The apprentice remembered that it was raining at that time, and the master was holding a Tai Chi umbrella, which was ...... The apprentice has been very well maintained! ”

"yes!"

The smile on the face of the Nine Lives True Man became thicker and thicker: "You have never been lazy since then...... It's a pity that it will be your turn to give your brothers and sisters the umbrella in the future, take care of them, take care of Liuyemen......"

"Okay, good, the apprentice will definitely take care of them, master......"

"Hmmm......"

Nine Lives Real Man Doesn't Speak Anymore!

Along the way, he thought that he should have a lot of things to explain, and he also thought about a lot of follow-up arrangements for the peace lock!

But at this moment, looking at the two young men in front of him, he found that he couldn't say anything anymore!

Worried?

With his identity as a disciple and his cultivation character, who else in the world can take better care of him than the son of the Dong family, the Miss Feng family, and Xiao Sha, the tyrant?

Is the revival of the willow leaf gate rebuilt?

I grew up in the Willow Leaf Gate since I was a child, why not be a stupid disciple?

Ba Dao, Dong Gongzi, and Miss Feng were able to sneak into Daqin without avoiding power just to rescue their own disciples, how deep is this friendship? Do you have to worry about them supporting Liuyemen?

Unwilling?

He has wasted his life, but in the end he has taught a disciple who is already the strongest in the history of Liuyemen at this time, what regrets are there in this life?

The human spirit is like the sun and the moon, and it begins to decline when it rises to its highest, and as the knots in the heart are untied one by one, the sparkle in the eyes of the nine lives gradually disappears.

At the moment of his life, he suddenly realized that he had been holding his heart for a long time, and finally settled down, and said in a voice that was weakened again: "Do you remember the lancet of this door? ”

"Hmm"

"Get up, practice...... Again, for the teacher...... I want to see ......"

"Good"

Qiang ......

In the eyes of tears, a cold light appeared!

When Chu Wenxin swayed and got up, Xiao Sha raised his hand and waved, and the frost condensing knife that was as white as snow and sharp as snow and had cold air had already appeared beside him, standing straight and upright a few inches into the ground!

The icy blade glows brightly in the sunlight!

He raised his trembling hand and grasped the handle of the knife on the spot, and his body moved, and the person had already arrived in front of the Nine Lives True Man in the small courtyard, and then he sank his waist, fell his elbow, and took out the knife!

One move, a new sprout is born!

Moving knives like buds, opening the door of life, the road of ghosts, and collapsing out of thin air!

One move, weeping willows blowing in the wind!

People and knives advance and retreat, rigid and soft at will!

One move, a thousand tricks!

Knife movement is like practice, just like thousands of weeping willows moving, rigid and soft knife qi is everywhere!

……

……

The scattered figures crisscrossed the courtyard, stabbing one after another, which was the last thought of the master and apprentice, and the beginning of the relationship between the two!

Looking at the pieces of cold light in front of him that he couldn't beat, the eyes of the Nine Lives Real Man were blurred and gradually lost his breath, but his body was still sitting straight.

At the last moment, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, the hand in his tattered sleeve fell.

A small piece of paper fell from it, and with the gentle wind gently fell on the grass in front of him, on which was written a row of small letters—

This goes to the underworld for three thousand miles, leaving flowers on the willows, seven points of withered color, and a three-foot long knife is cold!

Who sighs? Twilight remnants!

Forty years, spring and autumn, it was a wave of sand!

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