It was also because of that time that he was seriously injured in order to save Tang Jingyu. Tang Jingyu was hit by the six flowers, and the leader of the Demon Sect was mad, knowing that he could not escape this catastrophe, he destroyed all the antidotes, and no one could live. At that time, the toxin had already invaded Tang Jingyu's pipa bone, and in order to save his talent and life, Tang Qingjue quickly passed the toxin to himself. Taking advantage of the gap between him to save Tang Jingyu, he was stabbed, and his meridians were immediately chaotic, and his legs were also abolished at that time.

After Tang Jingyu woke up, he hurriedly ran to the bamboo house.

When he saw Tang Qingjue, tears flowed down his face.

His head of green silk turned white overnight, his face was pale and haggard, and he no longer had the grace of the past. And his beautiful and fair hands, just by raising them, will tremble uncontrollably.

In the future, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it again.

It is difficult for Tang Jingyu to see his once high-spirited appearance.

"You—How do you ......?"

Tang Qingjue specially instructed not to let Tang Jingyu know all this.

"I'm fed up with teaching you such a fool, get out of here, I won't teach you anymore! If you bother me again, I'll be—"

Before he could finish speaking, he coughed uncontrollably, and the pain in his chest made him bend over, wisps of blood sliding down the corners of his mouth.

Tang Jingyu was about to step forward to help him up, but he was pushed to the ground by one hand.

The door slammed shut.

Tang Jingyu sat on the ground and looked at the door in a daze, and there were still big red paper cuts that he had pasted during the New Year.

He listened to Tang Qing's long, painful cough coming from inside the door, and he had already burst into tears. He got up on his stomach, wept silently, wiped his tears with his hands, and walked away.

- He seems to have been abandoned again.

But he didn't know that Tang Qingjue, who was leaning against the door, that cold and murderous killer, cried for the first time in his life.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

In the year of the heavy snowfall, Mrs. Tang died. There has been no snow in Shu for a hundred years, but the snow has not reached the ankle. On the day of the funeral, he saw only a person in the distance, looking here.

Since then, Tang Qingjue has never set foot in the gate of the Tang Gate again. Sometimes when Tang Jingyu went out, he would inadvertently bump into him, covered in alcohol, drunk all day long, his white hair was messily tied at random, and he limped when he walked.

At that time, Tang Jingyu was almost as tall as him, and he had grown into a young man with beautiful eyebrows, red lips and white teeth.

The two passed by, and neither recognized anyone.

It's just that Tang Jingyu stopped, and tears fell silently.

He hated him.

abandoned him inexplicably.

Tang Jingyu became even more helpless. When he was fifteen years old, his father was afraid that his light would overshadow Tang Lian, so he sealed his pipa bone.

A cultivator genius who was once in the limelight, and he is unknown to everyone.

It was from that time on, Tang Jingyu, who had lost Tang Qingjue's protection, was bullied by Tang Lian even more.

Tang Lian's skills improved by leaps and bounds, and he led a group of people to beat Tang Jingyu frantically, beating the puppeteer 'Moo' that Tang Qingjue gave him to pieces.

"Tang Jingyu, why aren't you majestic now? Why didn't that lame old man come to save you? ”

Tang Jingyu was just about to take out the hidden weapon in his arms, but his hand was trampled underfoot.

Tang Lian stomped his hand with his foot again, "Let you do those rags!" Let you do it! ”

The sun was setting, and the shattered puppeteers were scattered all over the place.

After they left, Tang Jingyu endured the pain, supported himself, and used his other hand to collect the fragments on the ground little by little, put them into his small pocket, and held them in his arms.

His eyes were open, and tears and blood were dripping silently.

(End of chapter)