No one can bear such tremendous pain, which happens over and over again.
Wu Qiongcang cursed Yelu Mo Ran in his heart as a good-for-nothing. While cooperating with him in pretending to be in pain, he quickly pulled out his soul, sealed it and hid it, leaving only a thin strand in his body for Yelu Mo Ran to refine.
At the moment when Wu Qiongcang first realized that his master had returned, and when he shouted "Master" in his heart, Wu Qingchen, who had just scooped up a wonton with a spoon, suddenly stopped moving, and the wonton slipped out of the spoon and fell into the bowl with a plop.
The splashing soup fell on the white tablecloth and then spread around little by little.
Suddenly, a few irregular small white flowers appeared around the edge of the bowl.
Wu Qingchen stared at the little white flowers and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Some people call him Master.
It was Xiao Qiongcang calling him.
Is Xiao Qiong Cang here?
He looked around suspiciously.
But at this moment, the sound suddenly disappeared, and it was quiet in my ears, as if the sound had never existed.
...It must be an illusion.
It must be an illusion. Xiao Qiongcang is in Wuji Sect. How could he possibly come to Jiuyou City?
Wu Qingchen reacted, picked up the soft brocade handkerchief on the table, and gently wiped the soup that splashed on his face.
By the way, I also used the handkerchief to cover the bitterness and loss at the corners of my mouth.
But bitterness and loss can be covered with a brocade handkerchief, but thoughts are uncontrollably drawn into the depths of memory.
That day, after he used his spirit soul to help ignite the Fire Lotus Fire, his spirit soul fell asleep beneath the scorched earth of the Canglang Sea.
Strictly speaking, it's not a complete sleep.
Occasionally he would wake up, but only his soul was left, and this soul also served as a seal - to suppress the big monster Yelu Moyan.
So even if he woke up, he couldn't leave Canglang Sea. It was okay when he was unconscious, because he had no concept of time and couldn't feel the length of time.
But later, as his soul was gradually restored, he was awake more and more often. At this time, he felt that time was very long, because the Canglang Sea was burned by the fire and it was too desolate. There was not even a bird passing by. The only thing that accompanied him was the scorched land with no grass.
Until one day, he suddenly heard low sobbing sounds in a daze.
Then he heard the voice of the small firmament.
From then on, every once in a while, he could hear the voice of the small sky penetrate the scorched earth and reach his ears deep underground.
Xiao Qiongcang would complain that he shouldn't have abandoned him.
But most of the time, Xiao Qiongcang still preferred to chat with him about some small things, such as how he felt today, what he had eaten, and how the sect leader was in seclusion again, how boring those old-fashioned people in the sect were, and how stupid the new disciples were... There were piles and piles of words, and he didn't know how long they had been accumulating.
But it was also thanks to the fact that he had the chatterbox Qiongcang to accompany him. Although it was always Qiongcang who was talking alone and he could only listen and not respond, at least he could hear someone talking, and this person was his favorite little disciple.
Unfortunately, good times always pass too quickly.
His soul gradually recovered, and the big monster Yelu Moyan also woke up. In order to prevent the big monster from running out and harming the world again, he could only lock the big monster into his sea of consciousness, and then began to fight with the monster every day.
He couldn't even remember how many times he had fought with that monster. As far as he could remember, there was no way to stop unless he was lying down and unable to move.
I was busy fighting every day, so naturally I had no time to listen to Xiao Qiongcang's words.
Later, he suddenly fell into a coma again for some unknown reason.
In a daze, he heard someone calling his name and hugging him and crying.
Later, when he opened his eyes again, he was in Jiuyou City and his physical body had been restored.
But he had no memory of how he regained his physical body.
The first thing he did after waking up was to go find Yelu Mo Ran. As expected, another fierce fight broke out when the two met.
However, the strange thing was that the big monsters that had fought with him in the past had never won or lost, and sometimes even had the upper hand over him, now had their cultivation level regressed instead and suffered heavy losses. It was not until he broke into the monster's sea of consciousness and searched through its memory that he realized the reason: because of him.
His physical body was given to him by the great monster Yelu Moyan.
The price is that even under the scorching sun, Yelu Moyan still feels like he is in an ice cellar.
To the world, Yelu Mo Ran is an unforgivable monster.
But to him, Yelu Moyan was his savior.
Who could have thought that the evil demons and gods, who had been at odds with each other for countless years, would one day have such a connection.
It was because of this favor that he agreed to Yelu Moran's request and stayed in Jiuyou City. He said it was to repay the favor, but in fact it was because Yelu Moran promised him that as long as he stayed with him in Jiuyou City, he would no longer go out to cause trouble in the world.
And ever since he agreed to let Yelu Moran stay in Jiuyou City, he could no longer hear Xiao Qiongcang's chattering.
…I miss Xiao Qiongcang so much that I even hear auditory hallucinations.
Wu Qingchen lowered his eyelashes, and the bitterness at the corners of his mouth spread to his face, and the bottom of his eyes... was like an invisible prison uniform, wrapping him up completely.
It wasn't until Shen Qiqi called him "Young Master Qingchen" twice in a row that Wu Qingchen finally pulled himself out of his sorrow. He shook his head and smiled, "I'm fine. I just thought of my little apprentice and missed him terribly... I don't know how he's doing now. Has he grown taller? He must have grown very tall. In order to grow taller than me, the little guy changed his three meals a day to several meals a day."
Thinking of his little disciple actively stuffing food into his stomach every day in order to grow taller, like a little hamster who likes to hoard food, Wu Qingchen couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
He smiled and said, "My little apprentice's biggest wish is to grow up quickly and taller... I don't know if his wish has changed now."
The master's little disciple?
Isn’t that Master!
Shen Qiqi stiffened her neck and swallowed the food in her mouth, subconsciously looking at Xie Beiming. The latter's eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he was deep in thought, and then he said: "What a coincidence, I have an old friend who told me that he also liked to do things like this when he was a child."
Are you trying to bring the topic back to Master?
Shen Qiqi couldn't guess what Xie Beiming was planning at the moment, and didn't dare to respond. Wu Qingchen, however, seemed very interested. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Really? Then your old friend must be very interesting too... I'm sorry, Master Dazhuang, I accidentally brought up your sad memories. Please forgive me."
Guyou can be used to address old friends.
However, because it contains the word "gu", in most cases, "guyou" usually refers to deceased friends.
Friends from the previous life can indeed be described as old friends.
Xie Beiming thought.
but……
He curled his lips and smiled, "Mr. Qingchen, there's no need to be embarrassed. My old friend is still alive and well. He's not dead."
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