The person who walked out of the black fog turned out to be Yao Budu!
Yi Xichen stared at Yao Budu in a daze for a while, and suddenly his nose felt sore. He knelt at Yao Budu's feet and threw himself into Yao Budu's arms: "Master! I miss you so much!"
The medicine is not poisonous and pats him on the back.
"Master, I knew you were not dead, I knew you would not die!" Yi Xichen cried and screamed, "Why are you here? Are you the one who protected me? Who burned you with the sky fire?!"
He threw out a series of questions, and there were many more he wanted to ask. All of them came to his mouth, and he didn't know where to start. He had been feeling heavy in his heart since he escaped from Tianjianmen, and now that he saw his master, he could finally pour out his heart.
However, Yao Bu Du did not answer him a word.
"Master?" Yi Xichen looked up with tears in his eyes, but saw Yao Budu with an indifferent expression.
Yi Xichen suddenly felt very uneasy: "Master... why don't you say anything?"
Yao Bu Du finally spoke up and said, "Why should I tell you all this?"
Yi Xichen was stunned: "Why, why?" He was confused. Why should I tell him? And why not tell him? He said, "Because... because I am your disciple, Master..."
"Disciple?" Yao Budu sneered, "Why do you think I accepted you, a child with fake spiritual roots, as my disciple? It's because you are hiding a secret. I know this secret, but I will never tell you."
"Master?" Yi Xichen trembled, "What on earth are you talking about..."
At this moment, another figure appeared in the dark mist.
Yi Xichen's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed: "Zijun!"
The eldest grandson Zijun's sword flew over, and Yi Xichen quickly stood up and wanted to greet him: "Zijun, the master is here!"
Unexpectedly, the eldest grandson Zijun just looked at him coldly and turned away.
Yi Xichen shouted in disbelief: "Zijun! Where are you going?"
The eldest grandson, Jun, seemed to have heard nothing.
Yi Xichen quickly chased after him and grabbed his eldest grandson Zijun's hand: "What's wrong with you? Why are you ignoring me?"
The eldest grandson, Zijun, pried open his fingers one by one and said, "Why should I care about you?"
Yi Xichen was stunned and said cautiously: "Did I do something wrong? Zijun, can we form a spiritual bond? I don't want to be separated from you again."
"Contract? With you?" The eldest grandson Jun's eyes were cold as he spoke word by word, "What do you rely on? I am a natural spiritual root, and what are you? You need me to protect you wherever you go, and what can you give me?"
"I..." Yi Xichen couldn't answer, "What can I give you... As long as I have it, I am willing to give you everything. But what do I have?"
The eldest grandson Zijun had already pried open three of his fingers, and was trying to pry open the remaining two, but Yi Xichen held on tightly and refused to let go. He begged, "Don't be like this, give me a little more time, I also want to be able to stand by your side openly and fight side by side with you! I also don't want to be protected by you all the time, I want to be strong enough to protect you and my master, but I..."
"You want to? What's the point of wanting? You can't do anything!" The eldest grandson, Zijun, cruelly pried open all his fingers. Because of the force, Yi Xichen heard the sound of his own finger bones breaking. He had tried his best to grab it, but he was too weak and he really couldn't hold it.
The eldest grandson Zijun shook off his hand fiercely, flew into the black mist without looking back and disappeared.
Yi Xichen was like an abandoned child, at a loss. He returned to Yao Budu's side and felt his face was wet. He touched it and found it was full of tears.
He choked up and said, "Master, did I do something wrong? Why doesn't Zijun want me? Why don't you want to tell me what you want to say?"
"Because you don't deserve it!" Yao Bu Du said, "I know who killed your parents, but I won't tell you. Want revenge? You can't! You are just a chick that is protected by others, so fragile that you can be crushed to death by a light pinch. That's why I tried every means to let my eldest grandson Jun stay by your side and become your friend. Unfortunately, one day, he will leave you. You are so much worse than him, and you don't deserve him."
"No." Yi Xichen kept shaking his head, "No! I tried my best! I love you guys!"
"Wake up." Yao Bu Du began to back away. "What's the use of love? You can't keep anything. You are weak and incompetent. You can only watch your parents burn to death in front of you, watch me die in front of you, and watch your eldest grandson Jun leave you."
Yi Xichen stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Goutao Budu's clothes, but he caught nothing.
Yao Bu Du's figure got farther and farther away, and finally disappeared in the black mist.
It was so dark and he was alone. What should he do?
He always thought he was happy. The death of his parents did not knock him down, and Yao Budu's death did not make him despair. It turned out that it was because he was always loved and there were always people by his side to protect him from the wind and rain. That's why he was able to live without hatred. But the disappearance of his eldest grandson Jun became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
If he is really the only one left in this world, everything he does will lose its meaning.
He squatted down in the darkness, hugging his knees. It turned out that he could be so scared sometimes. The people around him protected him too well. He felt fear for the first time, and he felt a chill in his bones, unable to move.
After an unknown amount of time, he felt someone approaching him.
He raised his head and saw a man in black standing in front of him, but he could not see the man's face clearly - there was a layer of black air covering the man's face, making it impossible for him to see the man's appearance.
"Who are you?" he asked. "What do you want to do?"
The man in black said, "The thing is on you. Give it to me." His voice seemed to be wrapped in mist and could not be heard clearly.
Yi Xichen was at a loss: "What?"
Then the man in black stretched out his hand and reached for his heart.
He had no desire to resist, and even his desire to survive faded: "What do you want? I have nothing. If you can find it, take it all."
He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the man's sharp nails were about to scratch his body.
In a split second, a red light flashed and bounced the man away!
A man in red seemed to drop from the sky, blocking him, and said in a grim tone: "...Stay away from him!"
The man in red seemed to call the man in black a name, but he didn't hear it clearly. It seemed to be "Jun something". But he was not interested in listening.
The man in black said calmly, "Give me the things."
The man in red said, "You are dreaming!"
Yi Xichen vaguely heard them say a few more words, and then...then they started fighting.
Yi Xichen was at a loss. The man in black was always shrouded in mist, so he couldn't see clearly. He did see the face of the man in red, a very handsome man, with a pair of beautiful eyes. But he had never seen this face before. He didn't know either the man in black or the man in red, and he didn't know what they were trying to steal. So he became an outsider.
The two of them fought back and forth for a while, and after a while, Yi Xichen felt that it was a bit ridiculous, so he cleared his throat and said, "Hey, who are you?"
No one paid any attention to him.
"You are very strange." Yi Xichen said, "Is this my inner demon? My master has been resurrected, Zijun doesn't want me anymore, I am very sad and grieving, why did you come out to mess with the situation? Isn't it better to let me feel sad for a while?"
The two men seemed to pause in their fight, then started fighting again.
"..." Yi Xichen said, "There's something wrong!"
At this moment, a golden light flashed from the depths of the black fog, and the eldest grandson Jun finally came out of his sudden enlightenment!
The eldest grandson, Zijun, suddenly opened his eyes and felt relaxed all over! However, he looked around and did not see Yi Xichen. He was immediately shocked: "Yi Xichen?! Where are you?!"
No one paid any attention.
The eldest grandson, Jun, panicked. The Black Mist Forest was so dangerous. The devilish energy and thunder were so strong that Yi Xichen could not withstand it. What happened when he suddenly realized it? Could Yi Xichen have met with an accident? !
"Xichen! Yi Xichen!"
The eldest grandson, Zijun, desperately used his sword energy to cut through the magic mist, screaming Yi Xichen's name and searching everywhere.
The devil's mist was cut open by him, but soon gathered together again, surrounding him, making him unable to see the people he wanted to see and unable to hear the sounds he wanted to hear.
Damn it! This Cangyun Sword is still too weak. If it was a Zhanhong Sword, it would be able to cut a path through the magic fog!
The eldest grandson, Zijun, swung his sword frantically, almost shouting until his voice was hoarse. Finally, he heard Yi Xichen's voice coming from not far away.
"Zijun?"
The eldest grandson, Zijun, was overjoyed and immediately flew towards the source of the sound!
I saw Yi Xichen standing alone in the dark fog.
The eldest grandson, Jun, rushed forward and pulled him into his arms! His heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out of his chest, but the feeling of the body temperature of the person in his arms made him shiver less violently.
"Are you Zijun? The real Zijun?" Yi Xichen asked.
"What's wrong with you?" The eldest grandson Zijun let go of Yi Xichen and looked him up and down to see if he was injured. "What happened to you?"
Yi Xichen frowned and thought. When the fight between the man in black and the man in red was halfway through, he had actually come to his senses and realized that he must have fallen into his inner demons, which was why he was so pessimistic and fearful. The problem was that he was not sure if he had completely gotten rid of his inner demons. Would the eldest grandson Jun in front of him turn around and leave after making him happy?
How can he verify whether the person in front of him is real? What are the differences between the real Chang Sunzi Jun and the fake Chang Sunzi Jun that he can use to verify?
"Hmm..." Yi Xichen thought for a while and said, "Can I touch your body armor?"
"???" The eldest grandson, Jun, "……!!!"
Yi Xichen took his hand back, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally smiled, "Great, it's true!"
The eldest grandson, Jun: "~! @#￥％……&*"
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