Chapter 481: Essence Infusion

Then, Master's claw-like hand slowly lost its strength and gradually slipped down my neck.

I realized I could move and immediately lifted my head.

When I looked up, my heart suddenly lifted up—Master was leaning back on the chair, but now he was crooked on the arm of the chair, as if he didn't even have the strength to sit.

Moreover, his already dry corpse-like face was even more ugly, as if the whole person was shrouded in a layer of gray.

There is no popularity anymore

I immediately grabbed his dry hand: Master? Master!

Master's eyelids moved slightly, and he barely opened his eyes—but there was no more light in his eyes than before, as if those essences had been withdrawn from her body.

His dry mouth opened slightly, and he wanted to speak, but it seemed like he couldn't.

And at this moment, my eyes were unusually clear—I was amazed that I could actually see Master's face.

On the back of the dragon, I saw Master's face for the first time, and Master gave me a face at that time, and out of instinct, I also saw Master's face.

But at that time, I could see that the master, like the senior brother before, was of my level, and he couldn't match the height at all.

But now, I can actually see that Master's entire face—his seal hall is gone, and there is black gas in his person, which is a sign that the oil is running out—just like the battery on the mobile phone shows that Master has only one percent of the battery left!

I'm different, I've never felt so energetic.

Moreover, in my mind, there are a lot of things that I didn't know before - I haven't learned them at all, but I just can, like an empty USB flash drive, which has been copied and pasted with a lot of information.

Could it be that what the master said about cramming just now, is he giving me all his own essence? I have seen many times on TV that the ancestors have instilled the skills they have practiced for a long time into the juniors, but they don't

My heart hurts, isn't this just met? After being locked up for so many years, didn't you just see the sun? Master has been waiting for so long in that dark place, always holding hope, but only how long has he been out

I grabbed Master: Master! Master, look at me, are you alright?

The master reluctantly opened his mouth, and only faintly spit out a few words: Good boy, the rest depends on you

After saying this, the master closed his eyes as if relieved, and as soon as his hand drooped, he fell weakly from his body.

It was like being stabbed in my heart, cold and sharp, because it came too quickly, but I didn't feel the pain, and my whole body was blinded.

It's not the first time I've seen someone I know leave, not to mention how long I've known this master? But he's my master!

The pain crept through my heart, making me want to roar out loud or cry, but I stared at it and couldn't seem to do it.

I grabbed Master's hand and said loudly, "Master, get up, you haven't drunk the monkey wine yet!" You told Lao Wang about it, and he told you about it! Lao Wang obviously said that you can raise it for three months, your words don't count, what kind of hero is it? Master, get up!

I heard my own voice at the end as if it were splitting, piercing my ears sharply—not at all like my own usual voice.

If this doesn't work, I'm yin myself, I can't let the master just leave, just like when I ate the fox pill, I will return some of the essence to the master, maybe he can still persevere

I have a lot of things stuffed into my mind, and now I have many thoughts like one, and now I know that there are many ways to prevent a person from dying, opening the meridian and yang to pour essence, burning the ghosts, and even I know the process clearly, but in the end, there is only one thought, that is-no.

The master is already an earth immortal, that is, he jumped out of the Three Realms, and he is not invisible, so he has a household registration in the book of life and death, and he is neither under the jurisdiction of the underworld, nor will he have a soul, so if he really can't leave anything.

What's wrong? What's wrong?

The door of the study was slammed open, and Lao Wang hurriedly entered the room: Mr. Shenxiang

Lao Wang first glanced at me, and then immediately looked at the master, when he saw the master's appearance, he froze in place, and the handful of medicine bottles in his hand fell to the ground with a jingle bell, making it smell of medicine face here.

wow

Lao Wang was stunned for a long time, and then like a helpless child, he pounced on my master and said loudly: Mr. Shenxiang, why are you so troubled!

I felt a chill on my face, and then I realized that my tears were coming down unconsciously.

The long hands heard the movement, and all the swarms came, and they all fell silent when they saw this scene.

The female zombie king was also stunned: Mr. Shenxiang

I knew it earlier, so I hugged the master tighter and cried.

I gritted my teeth - this enmity with the Bian family must be avenged!

But at this time, the master's hand hanging on one side suddenly moved like a living snake, as fast as lightning, and took out the wine gourd that Lao Wang was carrying in his arms, and opened the cap of the bottle with lightning speed, and stuffed it into his dry mouth.

Tons and tons of tons

The whole movement is coherent and graceful, in one go, and the eyes are a little slower, and I can't see clearly how he made his hand.

We were dumbfounded.

When the master took out the wine gourd, shook it, and saw that there was no drop left, he licked the mouth of the gourd and stuffed it back to Lao Wang, and then lay on his back on the chaise longue and burped with satisfaction.

Where does this look like a dying man?

Master's face was still running out of oil just now, but now, as if he had plugged in a charging cable, he saw that the power had climbed to 10%.

Can the emotional master still recharge himself?

Hahahaha The female zombie king laughed all of a sudden: You guys were bitter and hateful just now, don't you think that this Mr. Shenxiang is dead? He is an earth immortal, no one cares about him, how can he die? I'm going to deceive you little ones.

As she spoke, she looked at the master: It's funny to deceive the child?

Boy, this is a lesson that Master has taught you. Master licked his lips and smacked his tongue to taste the aftertaste in his mouth: one is not tired of deceit, and the other is unexpected, these two are two-pronged, and there is nothing that cannot be done.

I opened my mouth wide, and I was usually a bit witty, and I was often praised for my good words, but when I witnessed this situation, I didn't say a word.

The long hand followed the left row, and he looked at the master as if he were looking at a monster.

Speaking of human words - isn't it just to take advantage of cramming me to paralyze Lao Wang's vigilance by pretending to be dead, and taking the opportunity to steal wine?

No, you don't repair for the old and disrespectful! Lao Wang finally reacted, and jumped angrily: If you teach your feelings, teach your apprentice to steal wine? You're misleading! You have lost your conscience!

The master looked at Lao Wang and proudly spit out three words: hey, hey, hey.

Lao Wang couldn't be angry, but suddenly laughed again: It's good if you're not dead, it's good to be a monkey wine if you're not dead, there's always hope

Yes, as long as you live, there is always hope.

Master smiled at me and said, "There is one sentence, I am not joking.

I know I'll take care of the rest.

The master nodded with satisfaction: Everything has a definite number - the blessing of misfortune depends on, without the apprentice surnamed Bian, with the apprentice surnamed Li, in the future, the appearance of the gods can be regarded as having a successor.

Lao Wang pouted: You will also cultivate a successor who steals wine.

The master puffed out his cheeks and rolled his eyes, like a child, and he was angry with the old king who was cheap and obedient, but he laughed angrily at the old king.

The others couldn't hold it anymore and laughed along.

I actually understand that the profound meaning of this lesson is not for outsiders, and besides, Master's oil just now is not all a lie, Master's body is still trembling slightly, it is a weak trembling.

He gave me everything he could.

At this time, the master seemed to hear something again, looked at me, and said, "Today, our house is lively, and someone is here again—this time, I am looking for you."

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