Chapter 325 He used to mock him

There was a moment of silence outside the entire hall at that time.

The heavy snow fell silently on the ground, and everyone looked at each other. The snow fell on people's shoulders, and his eyelashes were full of snow. His dark eyes stared at Jian Yue, like nails that could fix people in place. For a moment, Jian Yue felt a chill on her back, as if her husband was caught playing outside.

"Well, we, we just happened to be together..." Jian Yue subconsciously wanted to explain it, but he was too nervous and bit his tongue. The pain finally brought him back to his senses.

Sure enough, the system panel popped up: "The tasker has committed an act that violates his identity. 2 points of safety value will be deducted. The current safety value is 21%!"

Jian Yue was completely sober now.

yes.

What is there for him to explain now? Why should he explain all this to his apprentice? He really had a subconscious reaction to Xiaoyu's gaze.

Jian Yue coughed lightly, and finally regained some of his pretense. He said, "I was on my way to attend the disciple conference, and I met a disciple from the peak on the way back. Why are you here?"

He tried his best to appear indifferent, which was more in line with the original owner's setting.

The boy in front of him, covered in snow, looked at him. His lips trembled slightly and his voice was extremely low. It was so soft that it was almost inaudible in the wind. He said, "Disciple comes to pay respect to Master."

He emphasized the word "disciple".

Jian Yue's heart trembled, "It's freezing cold, I don't need you to come and see me."

The person in front of him froze when he heard this. He raised his eyes to look at Jian Yue, his dark eyes were like those of an abandoned puppy. Jian Yue told himself that he must not be soft-hearted, there was no such plot in the original book!

If the original owner hadn't attacked the male protagonist in various ways, he wouldn't have been able to successfully become the Demon Lord, nor would he have become the arrogant Long Aotian, and he wouldn't have... met me and died because of me...

This is the only way to become the genius Long Aotian. The little hardships now are nothing!

Jian Yue tried to harden his heart. He looked down at the person in front of him with a cold voice. His face was handsome and cold, like a blooming snow lotus in the cold snow. He was not close to people, or perhaps it was too close, because the disciple behind him was wearing a warm cloak. But his tenderness would never be shown to the person opposite him.

The boy, covered in ice and snow, stood there in silence for a moment, then turned and walked outside.

On the heavy snow, he walked slowly outside, step by step, his steps were a little staggering. When he was about to cross the door slowly, his figure finally disappeared at the door, and a slight strange noise came from outside. His figure finally couldn't hold on and fell down.

Before he fell to the ground, another figure caught him faster than he landed.

Jian Yue held the person in his arms. In order to catch the person, he fell to the ground. The snow on the ground formed a huge pit because of the weight of two people. Snowflakes flew up and landed on Jian Yue's eyebrows and clothes, but he didn't feel cold at all.

Because the person in my arms is colder.

It's like a cold ice cube, with a slight chill.

"What's going on?" Jian Yue's voice was a little anxious: "Why is it so cold?"

His hand fell on the person in front of him. Jian Yue wanted to warm him up but found that he couldn't do it without his cultivation. He was a little anxious and took off his coat to cover the person and hugged him. He ran into the hall in the house. There was a fire in the hall, so it was much warmer. Jian Yue said to the person behind him: "Do you have any more times on your card?"

Wang Chen shook his head and said, "No more."

Jian Yue took out the mountain's messenger bird and said, "Ask the disciples outside to prepare hot water."

This person is going to freeze to death if he doesn't take a bath in hot water.

The disciples on this mountain are all cultivators, and they don’t actually feel cold even on snowy days. Practitioners don’t need much sleep, so there are many people on the mountain at night, and hot water is delivered quickly.

Wang Chen watched from the side for a while and said, "Is this person... the male lead?"

Jian Yue nodded and said, "What?"

Wang Chen said: "I only saw the hero in the plot, he was always so cool and domineering, but now that I see him in person, I realize how small he is and how fragile he looks, he is nothing like the powerful hero in the original novel."

Jian Yue was wiping the man's face and arms with hot water. His movements didn't seem fast, but he was serious and focused. After hearing Wang Chen's words, he was silent for a moment before saying, "He is also a person."

It’s not because he is the male protagonist that he can’t be vulnerable or weak. Before becoming the male protagonist, he was just an ordinary person.

Wang Chen rubbed his nose and said, "That's right, that's right."

Jian Yue said to him, "Go outside and help me guard. I'll take another look at his wound. He's been standing there for a long time and there's a bloody smell on his body. Maybe his wound has split."

Wang Chen nodded quickly, knowing the importance of the male protagonist being alive: "I'll go out now."

He turned and walked out.

Jian Yue took off the man's clothes. When he took them off, some of the blood and the cold snow air mixed together, so the clothes and flesh stuck together. It was very painful to tear them apart forcibly. Jian Yue looked at the bloodless face of the man in front of him and felt his heart trembling. As the clothes took off, too many injuries came into view.

There is almost no healthy skin on the body.

He had bruises from falls, tumbles, scratches, sword wounds, wounds from all kinds of weapons, and even bite wounds. He tried his best to pick herbs in the illusion today. He was lucky to be alive despite all these injuries.

"He's really risking his life." Jian Yue looked at the person in front of him for a long time and sighed softly.

It was as if someone's helplessness also fell with it.

He treated the wounds of the person in front of him, and as the hot water cleaned the body, he felt the person's temperature slowly rising. The good news was that he would not be frozen to death, but the bad news was that it was still rising.

Jian Yue: “…”

After touching the person's forehead with his hand, Jian Yue was sure that the person in front of him had a fever.

And it burned badly.

Wang Chen was waiting outside and saw Jian Yue come out after he opened the curtain. He was wearing a white inner garment with his sleeves casually rolled up. His long arms were as white as jade, and the whiteness was dazzling. When the curtain was opened, an even more beautiful face appeared, and anyone who saw it would be dazzled, if it wasn't for -

Jian Yue said, "Go get some ice cubes outside. Oh, and get two dishes. Oh, I remember there's a library behind here. Don't be idle after you finish tonight. Look for the needle."

Wang Chen: “…”

What immortal, are you a devil? !

Butler Wang, you evil capitalist!!!

Jian Yue glanced at him, then smiled and said, "Wouldn't this be too tiring? It's my fault. I didn't think it through."

Wang Chen was overjoyed: "Then?"

Jian Yue smiled and took out a pot of pills and recommended, "Then go take some refreshing pills. All the disciples in the peak take this."

Wang Chen: “…Okay.”

Jian Yue glanced at him, and when he handed the pill to him, the smile on his face faded a little. His voice became deeper, and he said, "The second round of the Disciple Competition will be the day after tomorrow. If we can't find any clues before the day after tomorrow, someone will die in the Disciple Competition. Every additional delay will lead to more deaths."

Wang Chen's heart was shocked. He looked up and met Jian Yue's solemn eyes.

Jian Yue said calmly, "They call me Master. I am in charge of supervising the Disciple Conference. They put their lives in my hands. I cannot watch them die in vain. This is what I must do, so I will not rest. I will definitely find out the source of this needle. If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Wang Chen looked at the person in front of him. His tone was calm, without any oppression, but it gave people a sense of awe from the heart. He suddenly seemed to recall the first time he watched Wang Guanjia's live broadcast room. The reason he was attracted to this anchor was because of his extraordinary sense of responsibility. He would not watch people die, no matter whether this person was a living person or an NPC.

The unspoken rule of the nightmare world is to treat NPCs as enemies.

This is something that every anchor has learned subtly, but Jian Yue is different. He sees all living people as human beings, which surprised Wang Chen very much. In fact, he looks down on those who are soft-hearted towards NPCs. Such people are not qualified taskers. He admitted that he watched a lot of Butler Wang's live broadcast room. At the beginning, he just wanted to watch the fun and even wanted to mock Butler Wang, but slowly, he changed unconsciously.

"Oh, so that's how it is." said Wang Chen.

He lowered his head.

Suddenly I thought of someone.

In this disciple competition, there was an NPC who came from a very poor family. He wore shabby straw sandals and the scabbard in his hand was worn white. He was just a child from an ordinary family, and came to this fairy mountain with many expectations. He was not a tasker, but just an ordinary NPC who didn't even have a name in the original book. When they met, they were both at the foot of the mountain. When the other disciples were in the restaurant, he was sitting under a tree outside eating white steamed buns.

Wang Chen had a lot of points in his system, and the food he exchanged was also right. He saw that the man was choking badly. He obviously didn't need to care about the NPC's life or death. It was best not to interfere with the cause and effect of the NPC.

But I don’t know why.

He walked over as if possessed by a ghost, handed him a pot of water and said, "Here you go."

The young disciple said gratefully: "Thank you, thank you, brother. When I pass the exam and get a disciple salary, I will definitely treat you to a meal. I will definitely repay you!"

Wang Chen felt that it was ridiculous. By the time this brat passed the exam and became a formal disciple, his mission might be completed. He waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about it later!"

Then.

During the disciple assessment.

The sword that came towards him almost pierced his chest. Someone pushed him away. The kid had a huge hole in his chest and was bleeding profusely. His hands were shaking. He opened his mouth and blood gushed out. However, his eyes were still dark and reflected his own figure clearly. He said, "Let's go..."

It was not the first time that Wang Chen saw someone die in front of him, but this time, he was completely frozen in place. He was holding the fallen man and was shaking all over. His mind was blank, and he just kept saying, "What happened to you? What happened to you? What should I do? What should I do? Someone, come quickly, someone please save him!!"

He held the person in his arms and shouted everywhere in despair, even forgetting that the person in front of him was just an NPC in this world. He was so scared that his whole body was shaking, and the sound coming out of his throat was whimpering, and it even became hoarse from sobbing too hard.

The person in my arms seemed to move.

Wang Chen's brain seemed to finally come back to work, and his hands began to move tremblingly: "Yes, I remember now, just pull the incense, we can give up, we won't take the test, we won't take the test, where is your disciple incense, what should I do? Why can't I find it... Where is it?! Forget it, use mine, mine is the same, we give up, I'll find someone to save you, you just hold on..."

He completely forgot about the main mission and everything. He always used to watch Butler Wang's live broadcast room with a mocking attitude, but now he couldn't remember anything.

He must save people.

He wants to abstain.

But the child just looked at him. He raised his bloody hand and held Wang Chen's hand that was holding the incense. He opened his mouth, but his voice was too soft and he didn't have the strength to speak. Wang Chen thought he had something to tell him, so he leaned over to listen.

But I heard that weak voice saying, "Brother, I told you I would repay you. I'm sorry, I can't pay you back for the salary I owe you. You have to be selected for me."

Wang Chen's mind went blank in an instant.

What happened afterwards happened so quickly that he had no time, and even the courage, to think back.

Until now.

Standing in the house, he looked up at Jian Yue and said after a long silence: "Can you help me with something?"

Jian Yue asked him: "What?"

"I can help you find needles and do anything for you." Wang Chen said, "Can you... please help me stop the bodies of these disciples? I want to find someone."