He thought that his master would coax him well, hug him distressedly, and tell him softly not to be afraid.

But he didn't think that his master would ......

Stunned, the dull pain in his chest made him blink slowly, as if he couldn't react to what was going on.

Why does his master look so indifferent, obviously, he has found that potted plant......

Why is Master still unhappy?

He lowered his eyes slowly, and looked at the long sword that ran through his chest, this sword looked familiar, and he subconsciously murmured: "Que Hua ......"

Bai Yu's beautiful fingertips were stained with blood like white tea, and his gaze slowly moved up, slowly sliding from the clean white sleeves to the face with white cloth covering his eyes, like ice and snow on Mount A, unattainable, extremely cold.

"Master......" Rong Hua didn't seem to have reacted yet, his eyes widened, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, and his eyes were red like an angry child, and he sobbed aggrievedly.

"Why...... Why...... Don't you like me......"

If you don't look at the sword piercing your chest, you don't know if it's just a simple and warm scene of conflict between master and apprentice.

One of the elders obviously saw that something was wrong with Rong Hua, and his face was serious and cold: "Xi Yu, while the demon god is stupid, what are you still hesitating about?" Dig up his demon bones directly! Otherwise, there will be no more chances in the future! ”

"If the demon bones are not removed for a day, this common life will not be peaceful for a day!"

"Xiyu, hurry up!"

Xuancheng also frowned, looking at Shen Yue with a nervous expression.

Shen Yue's side face was indifferent, her lips were tightly pursed, and her face was like frost, but no one noticed that her fingertips holding the sword were trembling slightly.

The hand of the Tin Feather Immortal Venerable holding the sword never trembled.

But at this moment she trembled.

The man didn't know what to do, he took a step forward, and the sword stabbed a little deeper, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, just paranoid to go to the man, wanting to get closer, and get closer.

He also opened his wet eyes, and carefully approached the white-clothed Immortal Venerable, blood overflowed from his mouth, staining the white clothes red, and his eyes were scarlet, looking a little terrifying and a little childlike silly, as if he was playing childish.

"They all wanted to kill me...... Does Master think so too? ”

"Does Master want me to die too?"

"Master, I'm afraid of hurting, you know?"

Shen Yue knew, how could she not know that it was a child raised by her, and when she was a child, she would run to her with tears in her eyes and cry even if she fell.

Now that the sword pierced his chest, how could it not hurt?

The familiar breath is on the tip of the nose, and the man's uncomfortable whimpering and crying seem to be close to his ears.

His simple brain didn't know why Master had become like this, he wanted to break his head and only felt that he had done something wrong, but he had already made up for it.

But why, Master still seems to be very sad.

"Master...... I've got the basin back, why don't you look happy at all, are you still blaming me? ”

The white-clothed immortal with clear eyebrows and eyes did not answer, as if she did not bother to answer, she turned her wrist, drew the long sword, and the warm blood spurted out, sprinkled on her clean white cloth, and a few drops on her cheeks.

Rong Hua looked at the blood stains on the side of Shen Yue's face, wiped it, first wiped it on his clothes, and then reached over and wiped the blood stains on the side of his face with the back of his hand.

The white cloth blindfolded immortal didn't seem to be moved, her eyebrows and eyes were clear, like the moon shadow on the surface of the lake, the cold light was Lingling, and she was still holding a sword in her hand, and the tip of the sword was still dripping blood, and the blood was still warm.

The blood stain on the side of his face was wiped clean, and the man showed a silly but cheerful smile, and he wanted to pull the sleeve of the immortal's coat, but he looked at his blood-stained hand and took it back.

He wanted to say something, but the smile on his face froze under the severe pain, and he staggered a step in embarrassment, and fell to his knees with a thud, and coughed up the blood in his throat like water.

In a trance, he seemed to hear the immortal who had been indifferent all along.

The voice was cold: "You damn it." ”

The flesh and blood in his chest pierced a hole, and he didn't feel pain, but just these three simple words made him feel that the blood was losing all over his body, trembling and cold, and there was a sharp pain in his limbs, tearing and hurting.

He looked up in confusion, tears rolling down his eyes, and looked at the immortal who looked down at him, his cold eyebrows and eyes were like a layer of thin ice, and the cold air emitted was biting.

At this moment, the people in front of me seemed to have become strangers.

He didn't know what he had done wrong, and he could still faintly smell the fragrance emanating from the sleeves on the tip of his nose.

It's very difficult for a simple brain to understand those three words.

Master said he deserved to die.

Master is so fierce.

"I don't want to die......"

Rong Hua shook his head, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and a large mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth, making his already dirty white clothes seem to be completely dyed red.

The smell of blood made the scene in his eyes seem to turn red.

But he could still smell the faint fragrance emanating from the sleeves of the master's clothes, clean and sweet, but very light, as if it would dissipate when he blew it.

There was no tenderness between her brows, only coldness.

The cold irritated his scarred chest like an inverted blade, and the pain made him speechless.

Shen Yue was as indifferent as water: "Since ancient times, Qingyunmen and the demon clan have been incompatible, the demon clan must die, and you are no exception." ”

Rong Hua didn't understand, he just felt panicked, those scarlet eyes were as if they were about to shed blood and tears, and his voice had long been choked.

"Am I doing something wrong? Master, I'll change it, don't let me ......"

In extreme helplessness, he grabbed the corner of Shen Yue's clothes in a panic, leaving a bloody finger mark on the snow-white piece.

He panicked and immediately let go of his hand, knelt on the ground, and wanted to wipe the blood stains on the corners of his clothes, but the blood stains were stained, and the more he wiped them, the dirtier they became.

Rong Hua stubbornly controlled the choked and grievances in his throat, and his voice was full of panic, "Master, I didn't mean to, I didn't mean to make you dirty......"

He didn't seem to understand the situation until now, he only cared about Shen Yue's overly indifferent look and the clothes that were stained by him.

He didn't seem to understand the meaning of being stabbed in the chest.

also stubbornly thought that he had done something wrong, and Shen Yue was just punishing him.