Seeing the sudden panic on Shen Xinghe's face, Li Chengyun felt only irony.
"Why are you still pretending? Isn't this the result you have always wanted? You are a beast."
"I don't believe a single word you said. Although Master has reached the Golden Core stage, her Nascent Soul hasn't dissipated yet. With just one sword strike, she wouldn't... wouldn't..."
I just can't say the word death.
Seeing Shen Xinghe's eyes shaking constantly, even his whole body was shaking.
Li Chengyun felt a chill in his heart. At this point, why was he still pretending? He was probably afraid that the Sect Master and the others would cause him trouble.
"Then do you know that Master's soul is damaged? He may appear to be at the Golden Core stage, but his spiritual power has been depleted and stagnated to less than 10% of its original strength?"
"Do you know that the injuries on Master's soul are very easy to erupt, and once erupted, not only will it harm the body, but it will also consume the lifespan?"
"Do you know that when our Master flew you to Shilipo on his flying sword today, he was already at the end of his strength and was relying solely on elixirs to keep him going?"
"Do you know that Jingque is an immortal-grade spiritual sword? Even a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage would be seriously injured if it were pierced through the heart?"
Every word was like a knife stabbing directly into Shen Xinghe's heart.
Master...how could this be?
No... No, he didn't believe it.
He didn't believe a single word Li Chengyun said.
Shen Xinghe pushed Li Chengyun away.
"Stop right there."
"Get out." Shen Xinghe turned around and waved his sleeves.
Li Chengyun was shocked, but it was too late to resist the surging spiritual power. The next second, his eyes went dark and he fainted.
Shen Xinghe's sinister eyes fixed on Li Chengyun's neck for a moment, then he rushed into Guanghan Palace without looking back.
After walking this short distance, Shen Xinghe's palms felt cold.
It's impossible. If that were the case, Li Chengyun would not have punched him at the beginning, but would have stabbed him directly with the sword.
Intellectually, he knew that even if his master's condition was dire, he would definitely not die.
But his hands kept shaking badly.
He suddenly recalled a distant memory.
He remembered that he actually had an older sister before he was 6 years old.
She was not his biological sister, but she treated him better than his own brother. She was only a little girl in her early teens, but after meeting him, she resolutely took on the responsibility of taking care of him.
Although I only took care of him for a short year, it was the only year he had family.
Later, my sister fell seriously ill and was lying in bed, almost dying. She mumbled in her sleep and said she wanted to drink sweet soup.
He took the last three copper coins left to him by his sister and wanted to buy her a bowl.
He knew that the sweet soup at Zhenxiulou was the best.
But in the end, his sister didn't get to drink, and because of a series of events that happened afterwards, he couldn't even be with his sister at her last moment. When he returned, his sister was stiff and lifeless, but her eyes were always looking at the door, and she didn't close them until she died.
He couldn't describe how much he regretted that moment.
If Master... He didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Shen Xinghe stood at the door of his master's bedroom. At that moment, he didn't have the courage to push the door open and go in.
But the next moment he heard the voice of Immortal Lord Cang Huan inside.
"But Shen Xinghe? Come in."
I couldn't tell what his emotions were, and he didn't seem very angry either. Shen Xinghe thought as he pushed the door open.
Master must be fine. Otherwise, considering how much Sect Leader Cang Huan loves Master, he would never be so calm if she were in trouble.
This thought was like a straw that Shen Xinghe grabbed when drowning, supporting him as he walked into his master's bedroom.
Through the screen, Shen Xinghe saw the figure lying on the bed.
"Master..." he murmured, walking towards the man.
As she got closer, he saw her pale, bloodless face.
“Master…”
Why not answer him?
In the past, every time he called her, even if the master didn't answer, she would raise her cold eyes and look at him. At first glance, she seemed very impatient, but in fact she was very focused and patient.
Again and again without getting tired of it.
"Master..." Shen Xinghe's throat choked, "Answer me. Otherwise, just look at me."
The person on the bed was silent.
Not to mention opening his eyes to see him, he couldn't even sense the slightest breath of his master.
A huge panic gripped his heart, causing his legs to go weak and he knelt down a few steps away from his master's bed.
Then he crawled a few steps on his knees, trying to kneel beside her bed, but was kicked on the shoulder by Cang Huan.
"evil creature."
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