Gong Shangyu's small body was surprisingly cold, like a delicate piece of cold jade, without temperature. The placket of Fan Sheng's chest was quickly wet with tears, and Fan Sheng didn't know how painful it was to make a girl who often put a smile on her face become what she is today.

"You...... What's wrong?"

Still didn't raise his hand, Fan Sheng froze in place, but finally couldn't help but speak.

This opening doesn't matter, it has become a valve to release Gong Shangyu's emotions. At this time, the little girl only felt that she was still in a dream, so she had no scruples, so she cried and said: "I have no home, I don't have a home anymore." ”

Yes, if she was expelled from the mountain gate before, Gong Shangyu still has a glimmer of hope in her heart, maybe grandpa will change her mind one day, and she can return here. But today's trip completely shattered this last hope.

From now on, she never had a home again.

Fan Sheng's heart was shocked.

Gong Shangyu's situation, Fan Sheng doesn't know much. He only knew the origin of Gong Shangyu's original Yunshan disciple, and he also knew that she had walked the rivers and lakes as a disciple of the Shang clan several times recently, but he never thought that this girl was also expelled from the school?

How painful it was to be expelled from the mountain gate where he grew up, he understood.

For sect disciples like them, their sect is not only a place to practice martial arts and swords, but also their home, a place where they once swore to do everything to protect it. Not only his own self-cultivation, but also all his thoughts and cognitions, values and beliefs in his heart are all shaped by the sect.

And Fan Sheng knows best how big the blow to a sect disciple is when all this collapses.

Why did the children of Youlian Valley not hesitate to wash each other with blood and fight for their lives in the face of the killing hall. It is because those people touch all the glory that they have believed in since childhood. However, it is pitiful that the sect was destroyed and only they survived, but they could still claim to be disciples of Youlian Valley and stick to everything they had always believed in.

And what about them who were expelled from the sect? But they no longer have the qualifications to fight for their lives.

When the Qingluan Sword was cut off by the master, Fan Sheng only felt that his heart was also crushed. If he hadn't met Yu Qing, he wouldn't have known if he would have survived that period. Now that I see the familiar broken sword, how can I not be touched.

His heart was sad, but Fan Sheng had no position to speak, and he didn't know what to say and do at this time when he had been concentrating on martial arts since he was a child, so he had to stand stiffly in place, letting Gong Shangyu hug him tightly.

"Everything about me has been denied, my heart hurts, but I don't know how to justify!" Gong Shangyu cried sadly, so he just poured out the words in his heart that he had nowhere to tell.

Fan Sheng was quietly held by her, and his eyes stiffly looked at the mountains and rocks in front of him: "I understand." ”

"You don't understand! You don't understand!" Unexpectedly, Gong Shangyu cried even more happily: "I have nothing, no relatives, no sword, and no home!

"I understand. Fan Sheng still repeated this sentence silently.

Doesn't he understand? In this world, I'm afraid that no one understands better than him! From the first young man in Kyushu who has attracted much attention, to the outcast of the sect who has abolished his cultivation and is shouted and beaten by everyone, no one knows better than Fan Sheng.

However, did he do anything wrong? All the righteousness and faith in his heart were taught to him by his master! What was wrong with him doing what he did according to the love and justice taught by his master!

When he was alone, he could still be a little forbearant because of the strength he had cultivated since childhood. But now the girl was crying in front of him, and even Fan Sheng's heart was convulsive.

"If it hurts, just cry. ”

This is really a real nonsense! Isn't Gong Shangyu crying non-stop!

However, with Fan Sheng's uprightness, he couldn't think of anything else to say at this moment to comfort this girl who made him feel distressed.

"Why, why, what did I do wrong? Should I be suppressed in the foundation building realm for the rest of my life, and should I not deserve to have a master who is good to me......

Gong Shangyu is a "monster" who was sealed by Bing Ruo, crying happily at this time, and the hidden familiarity of the chatter can no longer be suppressed, from the depression when he was young, to the change of meeting Bingruo, and then to the despair of leaving Yunshan, chattering and chattering endlessly.

It's strange to say that Fan Sheng, who shouldn't have appeared here, didn't feel a trace of impatience. He stood quietly in place, listening to the girl crying, and accompanying her pain, and then, his body was calm inch by inch, but his heart was warm little by little.

"I've said so much, why don't you want to speak......" I don't know how long it took, Gong Shangyu's consciousness was already confused, and his voice was slightly hoarse, before he finally stopped talking that had been suppressed for a long time.

No one in Yunshan would listen to these words, and she didn't dare to confide in the Shang clan. I didn't expect that tonight, I would be happy to pour it clean.

Fan Sheng still didn't reply, and he didn't make any moves.

Gong Shangyu was really tired, the release of emotions made the pressure in her heart pour out for a long time, the Shang clan's exercises operated on their own, and the two true qi vortices that had been depleted in the body slowly recovered, but the true qi of the ice attribute was several times stronger than fire because of the exercises of the yin attribute.

"Fan Sheng...... I'm so cold, can you hug me......"

The whole body was almost frozen, and Gong Shangyu's face was abnormally blue, and only the part surrounding Fan Sheng was still maintaining a little temperature.

Fan Sheng didn't look down, still staring straight ahead. But the breath that had been stuck in his throat was gently and slowly exhaled by him. Then, he raised his hand.

The warm and powerful arms surrounded Gong Shangyu's small body, and the true qi mixed with the wind attribute was slowly injected along the place of contact. The fire attribute true qi in Gong Shangyu's body burned under this urge, releasing an incomparably warm aura.

This warm feeling was too comfortable, and Gong Shangyu finally relaxed and fell asleep.

And at the moment when Gong Shangyu's body fell softly, Fan Sheng suddenly used force and hugged her horizontally.

Fan Sheng still didn't have a trace of expression, but the fast-beating heart exposed his panic at this time. At this time, he really didn't want to find any more inexplicable masters, took a deep breath, mobilized his true qi to roll up the two severed swords underground, and Fan Sheng returned to Yunshan City with Gong Shangyu in his arms.

walked to an inn and called a good wing, Fan Sheng carefully put Gong Shangyu on the bed.

At this time, Gong Shangyu's complexion had recovered to be ruddy, and he slept very solidly, with a little hot sweat on his sideburns. Fan Sheng watched quietly by the bed for a long time, and couldn't help but reach out and smooth the messy hair on her forehead.

The night breeze blew into the house along the window of the oiled paper, Fan Sheng looked at it, and did not close the window, the room in the province was too stuffy, but took off his coat and covered Gong Shangyu's body.

After doing everything and taking a deep breath, Fan Sheng finally calmed down his mind. Growing up in the Tianchi faction since childhood, his ideological tradition is tight. Although the girl took the initiative to ask for it, after all, he did it himself. Since he has touched the girl's body, he is naturally responsible for her.

His eyes fell on the Qianliu Sword that was broken in two on the side, and Fan Sheng leaned over to pick up the broken sword. After his Qingluan sword was cut off, it was Master Yuqing who came to the rescue, and now, I can't say it, I can only ask her again.

After all, she is also her apprentice now, and the apprentice should ...... when she asks for a master No problem!

Carefully put away the Qianliu Sword, Fan Sheng looked at Gong Shangyu on the bed again, and finally took advantage of the night to leave quietly.

When Master Yuqing helped him repair the sword, he would take the sword and go to the Shang clan to ask for relatives.

......

At the top of the sun, a few magpies were noisily chirping outside the window, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the earth, although dazzling, it was not hot. The sky was high and crisp, and a few white clouds slowly floated in the air, changing their shapes at will.

When Gong Shangyu woke up slowly, he did not have the usual soreness when the cold invaded his body, but was indescribably refreshing and comfortable. Scratching his head for some unknown reasons, Gong Shangyu unexpectedly found that the injuries on his body were also healed.

Could it be that she dreamed that male gods had such great power? The male god deserved to be a male god, but she remembered that in yesterday's dream, the male god hugged her!

Oh!!! So shy, so shy!

Gong Shangyu covered his face and rolled around, and fell to the ground with a "plop", and then covered his head with a confused face, and realized that something was wrong.

This...... Isn't it her and her sister's room? Wait, last night, after she went to Yunshan, she returned to her room???

Gong Shangyu suddenly found that there was a fault in his memory. Any little girl who finds out that she can't remember last night's events and wakes up in a strange room will be scared to death, okay?

Panicked and looked down at his clothes, okay, okay, although a little torn, but still on his body, but ......

But what's going on with this white coat wrapped around yourself!!

Gong Shangyu's breathing stopped instantly, and he stretched out his hand to touch the white shirt that looked very good...... This is the material of silk!

White silk caftan !

Gong Shangyu's face turned red into a ripe pomegranate in an instant, and a heart rose to his throat. Isn't last night's dream a dream at all?

Did she really see the male god??

But what did she do?

Oh, my God!

It's not drunk, Gong Shangyu naturally won't lose any memory, and it has been completely connected at this moment.