Fang Lingyu also changed color, his eyes were full of surprise, very unbelievable.

There was some panic in her beautiful eyes, Lin Qingyue hurriedly looked at the old man's back, her eyebrows gradually frowned, but when her eyes fell on the old man's waist, her heart jumped suddenly.

There, hanging is an empty wine bottle with a two-pot head.

The wind is traceless, and the person in front of him is the wind without a trace. Although she hadn't seen her face, Lin Qingyue had already basically recognized this person, this voice, this line, was definitely her master who had disappeared for a long time.

Her eyes soon turned red, when did Feng Wuxian fight sword all her life, when was she so embarrassed? Not only was the sword that had always been cherished lost, but his hands were also broken, and he was reduced to begging by the roadside. The wine bottle is also empty, and the sword and wine are both the favorite of the wind without a trace, but at this time, both are lost, how desolate!

What's the deal with all this head of gray hair? The body is rickety, the body is dry, completely like a dying old man, and there is an essential difference from the previous sloppy and lazy, which is the loss of vitality.

Dialing Xu Yueyao behind her, Lin Qingyue stepped forward in person, and called in a trembling voice: "Master? ”

The old man's body trembled when he heard this, and he raised his head suddenly, his tone was a little puzzled, "In vain? ”

Lin Qingyue hurriedly took off the mask and said with a crying voice: "It's really me, Master, I'm Lin Qingyue, how did you become like this?" ”

His eyes were cloudy, his face was full of wrinkles, his beard was white, and the wind at this time was traceless, and he no longer had that kind of chic calmness. Seeing Lin Qingyue, he showed a relieved smile, as if he had already felt her swordsmanship realm, "I guessed right, although you are a girl, you have a sword heart, you can trace it back to its origin, and you don't need to learn those old moves at all." ”

Lin Qingyue was very heartbroken, although the two had only been together for a short month, she had already regarded Feng Wuxian as her own relatives, and she was a teacher for one day and a father for life.

In addition to the heartache, she also felt extremely angry, her eyes were full of coldness, and she said, "Master, who made you like this?" I will avenge you. ”

Hearing this, Feng Wuxian smiled for a moment, his face gradually turned complicated, and he didn't answer, but asked, "Disciple, what are you doing here?" ”

"We're chasing a big devil, and he captured Yun Ling and forced her to suck people's essence." Lin Qingyue said.

"Sure enough."

Feng Wuxian looked awe-inspiring, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Disciple, I have a request." ”

Lin Qingyue nodded and said respectfully: "Master, please say, the apprentice will definitely do it." ”

"Don't talk so much just yet." Feng Wuxian let out a long sigh, his old face was a little sad, and said, "My request is that I hope you will spare his life." ”

"Spare whom?" Lin Qingyue frowned.

"It's what you call the big devil."

"What?" Lin Qingyue was very puzzled, "Why?" If I'm not mistaken, Master, the reason why you became like this must have something to do with him, right? Why did you let me spare him? ”

Feng Wuxian smiled bitterly and said, "The old man is also a poor person, I don't blame him." Everything I have is given by him, and now I have all returned it to him, and it is a matter of course, speaking of which, he is still half of your ancestor, if you kill him, you will deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor. ”

"Uh......"

Lin Qingyue was silent, very embarrassed, not to mention the killing caused by this big devil, Yun Ling was still in the hands of this devil, how could she ignore it?

Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly became dull, Fang Lingyu hurriedly came up to relieve the siege, and said: "Let's not talk about this matter for the time being, let's cure Uncle Feng first, I am already a master-level life system ability, and I have a lot of experience in treating broken arms, if I spend some time, I should be able to completely cure it." ”

Lin Qingyue nodded hurriedly, with tears in her eyes, and together with Fang Lingyu, she stepped forward to help Feng Wuxian and said, "Lingyu is right, this matter will be talked about later, the top priority is to heal your injuries first......

"Beauty, shall we?"

At this time, several men happened to pass by and hurriedly ran over.

Looking at the empty porcelain bowl on the ground, Lin Qingyue's pretty face was slightly cold, and she refused indifferently, "What did you do earlier, now fake compassion is useful?" ”

Several people looked embarrassed, and also looked at the bowl, with remorse flashing in their eyes, but they didn't dare to step forward again.

Lin Qingyue was secretly glad in her heart that she had found Feng Wuxian in time, otherwise if she came a few days late, wouldn't her poor master starve to death on the streets?

"I said earlier, there are times when you cry."

In the teahouse, seeing Lin Qingyue, who had returned with red and swollen eyes, Lin Yang smiled dumbly.

"Dead Lin Yang, that's my master, don't you say it earlier!" Lin Qingyue was furious.

Lin Yang shrugged his shoulders, raised his teacup to the wind without a trace, and said, "Sword Saint, old Sword Saint, long time no see, I will say hello to you on behalf of the boss." ”

Feng Wuji's face changed slightly, and he sighed: "You have a good sister." ”

"No, she has a good brother." Lin Yang raised the corners of his mouth, clapped his hands gently, and the waiter brought a bottle of wine and handed it to Feng Wuxian in front of him.

Just a little sniff, the wind traceless cloudy eyes immediately became bright, and praised: "Good wine." Then he looked at his weakly drooping hands, and he smiled wryly.

"With your current physical condition, you can't drink too much."

Lin Qingyue pouted, a little dissatisfied, but looking at Feng Wuxi's longing eyes, she quickly lost the battle, took the wine bottle and wine glass, poured half a glass of wine, and personally sent it to Feng Wuji's mouth.

Feng Wuxian's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "It seems that I have a good apprentice, and now that I think about it, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing to accept a girl as an apprentice......"

"Drink it quickly, my hands are tired, only half a cup, and I'll talk about it when the injury is healed." Lin Qingyue couldn't help but complain.

"Yes, old man, don't talk, your good apprentice will probably have to feed you himself later, this is not an easy thing for her." Lin Yang laughed.

At night, when he returned to his temporary residence, Fang Lingyu began to treat Feng Wuxi's injuries.

Unlike ordinary severed arms, although his arms appeared intact, the internal bones were almost completely shattered, and they could only hang limply at the sides of his body, apparently by extremely powerful abilities.

Lin Qingyue was very surprised, with the strength of the wind without a trace, he could fight a few times when he encountered the demon master, why would he be defeated by a great master of spiritual ability? Even the sword was lost, and she almost didn't recognize it.

As if to understand her doubts, Feng Wuxian smiled calmly: "The old man is as kind to me as a mountain, it is impossible for me to attack him, these arms can be said to be cut off by me voluntarily." ”

A faint green light continued to pour out from Fang Lingyu's body, sprinkled on Feng Wushu's hands, her forehead began to sweat slightly, and her breathing was a little short, obviously not easy.

Master-level life system abilities can theoretically continue to connect broken bones, but the two hands of Feng Wuxian are broken too completely, and they are almost not bone powder, and in practice, it is equivalent to connecting countless broken arms at the same time, which is a very huge project. Read the latest chapters, stay tuned