Thinking of this section, Luo Ke was terrified, and suddenly lowered his head, like a peeping thief, hiding in the corner of the wall and not daring to move, just holding his breath, listening carefully to the movement in the house, but never dared to look up at the things in the high window.

Silence, it was a long silence, and the air around it was like a pool of cold stagnant water, without a single ripple.

Suddenly, there was a melodious "squeak" sound from inside the house, and the old door opened!

The door to the utility room opened! It seemed that Mu Xiu had indeed noticed the movement outside the house.

Hearing this voice, Luo Ke only felt a tremor in his heart, and scolded himself in his heart: "It's over, it's over, it's all over, Luo Ke blames yourself for being curious just now, not listening to advice, and bringing Senior Sister Man here, I don't know what the master is going to do with me and Senior Sister Man." ”

The whining winds blew endlessly from all directions, and the environment of the island of Bitterness became darker and darker, and the darkness was an unusual darkness under the faint green, and the bleak darkness was about to swallow him.

Weaver had never seen Luo Ke so flustered, so she also knew that the situation was serious.

The master was already depressed about Senior Brother Gucci, and if she and Senior Brother Luo Ke made such a mistake again tonight, I was afraid that the consequences would be unimaginable, and I didn't know how angry the master would be. Most of the stubborn and rebellious apprentices who were sent to the cold wall had thought about it in front of them, and no matter how bad their character was, they just went to the temple of cold felt and practiced alone for a year and a half.

Brother Gucci has always been the master's most cherished disciple, and has always been regarded as the successor to inherit the magic and spells of Bitter Island. Now that the two of them have left Senior Brother Gucci without authorization, and have done such a ridiculous thing, I am afraid that they will be expelled from Bitter Island.

Thinking like this, the weaver woman was even more frightened in her heart, and only hoped that the master would not find herself except for that door. So, the two of them were under the windowsill like this, their backs pressed against the windowsill, holding their breath and concentrating, squatting motionless.

Sure enough, only after a while, I heard a cold snort coming from the door of the utility room, which was Mu Xiu's voice.

Weaver Po and Luo Ke knew in their hearts that the master rarely spoke on weekdays, and rarely reprimanded his disciples, at most he gestured with his eyes. If the master snorted coldly in his nose, he must be angry in his heart. At this point, both of them heard the cold snort, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out.

After that, the two of them heard a series of extremely light footsteps, and the sound was as light as a step, gradually dissipating in the cold wind, and gradually disappeared.

Maybe they were too scared in their hearts, and the two of them didn't know how long they had been squatting.

"Get up. Weaver suddenly heard someone and said coldly in her ear. Her heart tightened, only to feel that the voice was cold and piercing, more bitter and cold than the wind and snow on Bitter Island, and there was no trace of emotion in that voice, it was not like any voice she was familiar with.

She panicked in her heart: "Oh no, was it really caught by the master?"

"Senior Sister Man, open your eyes. The voice added.

Only then did she realize that she had been too scared, so she unconsciously closed her eyes tightly.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the face in front of her who was speaking—a face illuminated by green light, but that face was gray, with a frown on its brows, and its pupils cold, but it emitted a strange light—Senior Brother Roke.

"The master is gone, but why hasn't the light been extinguished? Are there still people inside?"

Luo Ke was noncommittal, and only nodded slightly.

She suddenly felt relieved, but she still looked around in disbelief, she saw that there was no figure around, only to look like this, only to find that she was too scared, but she lost her temper, and her hands tightly held Luo Ke's arm, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and she had not let go until this time.

Weaver Po was at the beginning of her love at this time, seeing that the two were so close and their movements were so intimate, she couldn't help but blush, and said in astonishment: "Senior Brother Luo Ke...... Did the master leave and didn't find us?"

"I'm afraid it's broken. Luo Ke didn't seem to squirm at all, he just stood up coldly and glanced at the weaver woman with a solemn face.

"Broken?"

"I'm afraid it's worse than finding out about us. He said succinctly.

Weaver Po also stood up and said "Huh" in her mouth, she didn't understand Luo Ke's words at all, she only felt that Senior Brother Luo Ke seemed to be a different person, his expression was cold, and his language was short.

"Well, here. Roco pointed in one direction and continued, "This is it. ”

The weaver woman looked in the direction of Luo Ke's finger, "This direction is ......"

Luo Ke sighed and said, "I heard the sound of the foot, and the master went to the senior brother's room." ”

Weaver Po panicked: "So what should we do now?

Luo Ke snorted thoughtfully, "It's too late to rush back now, if the master finds out that you and I are not in the room, and the senior brother is dying, you and I will not be able to say anything." ”

When the weaver woman heard this, she turned pale with fright, took a few steps back, and almost stood unsteadily.

Senior Brother Luo Ke's words are not alarmist, in fact, what he said is true. The master was thoughtful and thoughtful, so he always preferred those disciples who kept the precepts.

Imagine, if the master had seen the two of them squatting outside the door with his own eyes at that time, the two of them did not decorate, but only generously explained the truth to the master. I think that the master may still open the net, but for them, the situation is better.

The current situation is very tricky. Even if Weaver Po and Senior Brother Luo Ke ran back to Wuzi quickly, they were afraid that they would not be able to catch up with the master. When the master arrived in the room first, saw the empty room, and then saw the dying appearance of the senior brother, he felt angry in his heart.

The two of them explained the reason to the master, but they were afraid that the master would think that the two were full of nonsense and colluded, but in fact they were blatantly disobeying the master's orders. Maybe the master was just reprimanding and punishing them on the surface, but what about after that, I am afraid that after that, the master will never trust Zhipo and Luo Ke again.

Weaver Po grew up on the island of Bitter Woe, and in her eyes, the master was his father. I don't know what to think when I think that my master is about to see her use the magic of misery, and that she seals the doors and windows of that room with the silver thread that her master has taught herself.

Thinking about it like this, she only felt that it was dark in front of her, the world was spinning, and there seemed to be a colic in her chest and abdomen.

Weaver Po endured the pain in her heart, suddenly settled down, and asked in shock: "Senior Brother Luo Ke, then what should we do next, I listen to you." Since she has reached such a desperate point, she has already figured it out, and she is actually relieved in her heart.

Anyway, tonight's trouble has been provoked by her, and now it can't be calmed down no matter what, in her heart, she has regarded Senior Brother Luo Ke as her only reliance.

The wind and snow seemed to be a little bigger, and the overwhelming snow was coming in front of you.

The snow on Bitter Island seems to never stop.

Roco smiled softly and tilted his head away, his gaze a terrible green.

In the darkness, his lips moved slightly.

"Since you're here, let's go in and have a good time. ”