Guangxuzi glanced at Ah Zhao and smiled warmly: "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." ”

He was probably not very relieved, and personally investigated the situation in the apprentice's body, and made sure that she really woke up and did not leave any trouble, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ah Zhao looked at his white hair, his lips moved, and finally he didn't ask.

Guangxuzi is the head of a sect, he is very busy, and he didn't stay here for long, leaving a lot of nourishing spiritual materials and leaving in a hurry.

When Guangxuzi left, Ah Zhao looked at Wen Renli: "Master, he?" ”

Wen Renli said softly: "Back then, it was the master who arrived in time to save the lives of my senior brother and me. In order to save his senior brother, the master exhausted thousands of years of practice, injured his foundation, and turned white overnight, and this life ...... There is no hope of ascension. ”

Ah Zhao was shocked, and tears rained down in an instant.

This is the first time Wen Renli has seen the senior brother cry.

He didn't cry like an ordinary person, his teeth were clenched, his expression was still cold, but his eyes were red like blood, and uncontrollable tears were falling down.

Anyone could see how sad he was.

When I heard the ceremony, I felt that my heart was like a wrench.

He only hated himself for being too weak and not cultivating enough.

Otherwise, the senior brother would not have sacrificed himself, and he would not be so sad now.

He held Ah Zhao's hand: "Senior brother, Master treats you like a son, if you wake up, he will feel that it is worth it, don't be sad, okay?" ”

Ah Zhao said blankly: "I ......"

She suddenly stopped talking and turned her head: "You go out, I want to rest alone for a while." ”

Wen Renli frowned: "Senior brother......"

"Get out." Ah Zhao said lightly.

Wen Ren stopped his mouth and stood up: "Then senior brother take a good rest and take care of your body." ”

He even carefully re-brewed a cup of spiritual tea for Ah Zhao before leaving.

When Wen Renli left, Ah Zhao shouted softly: "Marshmallow." ”

The little white ball answered.

Ah Zhao stared at him without blinking: "You have a way, right?" ”

Marshmallow thought for a while before saying: "According to the original plot, Guangxuzi has already failed to ascend and be reincarnated. ”

"That's different." Ah Zhao said.

"Whether Master ascended successfully or not, at least step by step to that time, and tried it himself, I have no regrets about success or failure. But because of me, he doesn't even have a chance to ascend now, and he even ......"

Even with that white hair, needless to say, Ah Zhao can understand.

Not only is there no hope of soaring, but I am afraid that there will be losses in the number of lifespans.

"My heart is upset, Marshmallow." In private, Ah Zhao is rarely so serious.

"In the original plot, there is no such thing."

"Zhaoming Zhenjun was not attacked by the Black Wind Ancestor when he was in the God Transformation Period, and Guangxu Daojun did not consume the foundation to heal his disciples. It was my presence that changed all that. ”

Ah Zhao covered his face, and hot tears fell down his fingers: "It's me, for the mission and the male protagonist, who caused all this." ”

She is indeed on a mission, but everything that these three thousand small worlds have experienced is not fake.

Guangxuzi's love and care for her are not fake.

What Ah Zhao didn't say was that she had a deeper level of guilt.

Because she's not Zhaoming.

Guangxuzi loves his disciples with all his fists, and he gives himself this impostor.

If, if he knew that he was not really Zhaoming, maybe there would not be this loss at all.

Marshmallow was so heartbroken that Ah Zhao cried.