Shen Xinghe remained silent for a while. After a while, he walked to the place where he had just been and picked up his master's sword. The blood on it condensed into beads along the sword body due to his movements, dripping onto the ground and stinging Shen Xinghe's eyes.
Du Heng glanced at him, then at the Jingque in his hand, "Junior Brother Chen, why don't you wait here with us for my master to arrive. After we resolve the issue of the barrier gate, I'll take you back to the sect..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xinghe took out a flying boat from his storage ring and threw it into the air. The flying boat instantly grew larger, majestic and magnificent.
Shen Xinghe jumped up and said, "No need, I'll go first."
The flying boat suddenly sailed away, and the disciples of Qingyue Mountain were shocked and envious.
Yujing Yuanjun is so rich! He really dotes on his little disciple.
And Shen Xinghe, who was standing on the flying boat at this time, was thinking the same thing.
The Master treated him well in more ways than just this.
He had placed this flying boat in his storage bag three years ago when he went down the mountain for training. And there were so many things in the bag, each one carefully prepared for him, not just a mess as she said, that she was too lazy to deal with.
He should have thought of it earlier, but he was trapped in his own thoughts. In fact, he had already discovered that something was wrong with his master, but he repeatedly deceived himself with lame excuses and even preferred to believe that it was just a dream.
In fact, he was just scared.
He was afraid that he was wrong, afraid that those things he thought were good for him would turn out to be nothing but a dream.
Being afraid of good things is just a fantasy caused by his excessive desire in his heart.
He couldn't help but be afraid of how he would feel when he woke up from his dream one day.
Therefore, he would rather deceive himself and maintain the hatred from his previous life, turning a blind eye to the differences of his master like covering his ears and stealing the bell.
Obviously, he had noticed it at the beginning.
Back then in Guanghan Pool, he was so attached to his master's embrace.
Shen Xinghe felt sad, but he forced himself to cheer up after a moment.
It’s okay, there’s still time.
Master will forgive him.
The flying boat was not as fast as Fucha Yuanjun's sword-riding speed, so it arrived a little later than her.
Shen Xinghe rushed to Guanghan Palace anxiously, and ran into Li Chengyun as soon as he reached the door.
His eyes sparkled, "Li Chengyun, where is Master? Is Master..."
Before he could finish his words, Li Chengyun punched him in the face.
"Shen Xinghe, you beast, you actually dared to come back and even had the nerve to mention Master."
Shen Xinghe had always disliked Li Chengyun, and when he was punched without any explanation, he instantly became furious. He grabbed Li Chengyun's collar and raised his fist to hit him back, but suddenly saw tears rolling down Li Chengyun's eyes. He looked at him with red eyes filled with deep grief and anger.
Shen Xinghe's heart skipped a beat. "Let me ask you, where is Master?"
"Are you worthy enough to mention Master? Are you worthy enough to call me Master? Why don't you just die!"
Li Chengyun looked like he had lost his mind. He twisted Shen Xinghe with one hand and raised his fist to hit him.
This time, Shen Xinghe turned his head away and was not hit.
The deep uneasiness in his heart made him more and more irritable, and the irritable Shen Xinghe began to speak without thinking.
"I'm not worthy? Then you are?
Why can't you stand me?
Why do you think that your dirty thoughts towards Master make you worthy of calling her Master?"
Thinking of Li Chengyun's various thoughts and lusts about his master, he felt unhappy even though he didn't understand his feelings for his master before. Now that he sees himself clearly, his anger only surges when he thinks about it.
"Yes, I don't deserve it. But I never thought of hurting her."
Li Chengyun's eyes were red as he spoke word by word, "Unlike you, a beast. In order to save you, I endured the outbreak of my old injury and even lost my spiritual power for you all night. My spiritual power was almost exhausted, but I said nothing. I insisted on leading you to fly the sword and help you break the illusion, but in the end, you pierced my heart with a sword.
In the end, the last words left to the head immortal were, "I don't blame you," hahahaha.
Don’t blame you!
Shen Xinghe, are you worthy?
Can you afford to pay for Master's life?"
Shen Xinghe froze instantly.
"What did you say!"
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