Oops, I've become the puppy apprentice of my stupid master.

Thinking of the contents of the scroll, Feng Li couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

If Yu Qianlin was really his master, how could he not feel sorry for the other person's situation.

Feng Li directly told the other party what he had seen in the Forbidden Book Pavilion.

He thought that his master might not believe it. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible for him not to be suspicious of this matter.

But he still underestimated his master.

Not only did Zhe Yu not believe it, but his eyes turned red the moment he heard him mention Yu Qianlin.

A slap landed on Feng Li's face.

"I don't want to hear this name from your mouth!"

After doing this, Zhe Yu put on his clothes and left with an angry face.

The slap was so heavy that blood came out from the corner of Feng Li's mouth.

But this time he surprisingly did not cry, because he knew that his master did not do this out of his true heart.

If even he couldn't understand, then who in the entire divine world would sympathize with the suffering this person was going through.

Now the only way out he can find is Yu Qianlin.

On the second day, he secretly went to the nameless little hall where Yu Qianlin lived.

The white-haired man was reclining on the bed and resting.

Hearing someone coming, the corners of his lips gradually curled up.

"You finally came to see me, Ali."

Feng Li asked in disbelief: "Do you know me?"

Yu Qianlin opened his eyes and looked at him, with a tenderness in his eyes that was all too familiar to him.

"You are my apprentice, how could I not know you?"

Feng Li frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I am the disciple of the Emperor God."

Yu Qianlin came behind him in a flash. He hugged his waist from behind and whispered in his ear: "I have lost most of my memories, but I remember you."

Feng Li did not struggle at first because the smell and feeling of the other person were so familiar.

At this moment he could confirm his conjecture with certainty that Yu Qianlin was his master.

And Zheyu is just a remnant of the master's soul.

Feng Li held the other person's hand, and his voice choked up, "Master, will you believe what I say?"

Yu Qianlin nodded and said, "As long as it's what A Li said, I believe it."

After getting the other party's affirmation, Feng Li almost immediately opened his mouth and told the truth.

After hearing this, Yu Qianlin fell silent.

Feng Li was worried that the other party would deny it directly like Zhe Yu did, and he was almost crying out of anxiety.

He turned around and grabbed the other person's collar, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, didn't you say you believed me? Why don't you say anything..."

Seeing him crying, Yu Qianlin immediately hugged him in his arms.

He frowned distressedly, "Why are you crying? I didn't say I don't believe you."

"Then you don't say anything..."

"I'm thinking about how the Emperor God will target me next."

Feng Li said: "He is very emotionally unstable right now. If something doesn't go his way, he will become irritable. So I can't come to see you often. You must be careful."

Yu Qianlin found the key point in this sentence, "Did he hit you?"

Feng Li shook his head and said, "No, you don't have to worry about that."

Knowing that he was lying, Yu Qianlin couldn't help but curse: "This beast!"

"Okay, it's all your fault, why are you cursing so badly?"

One calls himself a bitch, the other calls himself a beast. This is really the work of the same person.

After this incident, Feng Li would secretly come to talk to Yu Qianlin whenever he had time.

After learning about Zhe Yu's plan to use humans to bring down Yu Qianlin, Feng Li suffered from insomnia.

In fact, Zhe Yu knew about his situation and his search for Yu Qianlin.

But he had been forcing himself not to go to Feng Li to get angry.

He was still afraid that he would really lose control and kill the other person.

But no matter how much he endures, there will be a day when he will explode completely.

One day, when Feng Li came back from the Nameless Palace, he saw his master standing at the door with a dark face, staring at him.

He suddenly felt something was wrong and his body began to tremble.

He knew that he was really finished this time, so he didn't think about escaping.

Zhe Yu walked up to him step by step, lowered his eyes and asked coldly: "My Ah Li actually remembered to come back, should I be happy?"

"Master, listen to me..."

However, before he could finish the rest of his words, the person in front of him grabbed his hair and dragged him into the house.

The door was slammed shut and Feng Li was thrown harshly onto the bed.

Because the force was too great, his head accidentally hit the wall.

Before he could feel the pain, he fainted.

Feng Li was later awakened by pain somewhere, his eyes were already blurred by tears.

The pain in my body is far less than the pain in my heart.

This person, his master, his lover, how should he save...

Seeing that the man had woken up, Zhe Yu reached out and pinched his cheeks.

"Little Phoenix, you went to see that bitch during this time. What did he do to you?"

"Has he ever done the same to you as I did to you?"

Feng Li shook his head desperately, but apart from that sound, he couldn't utter a single word from his throat.

Seeing his reaction, Zhe Yu lost his mind again.

The hand that was pinching his cheeks directly slapped the other person.

"You're still lying to me. You're mine. Why would that bitch touch you?"

Even if Feng Li said no countless times, the other party would not believe what he said.

But he and Yu Qianlin really did nothing.

They are the same person, and he can't help but care about Yu Qianlin's situation.

Zhe Yu was like a madman this time. He pressed Feng Li on the couch and did not go out for three whole days.

It was not until he saw Feng Li covered in blood and without any breath on his body that Zhe Yu finally regained a little consciousness.

He let the other person go, but the violent aura did not let him go.

In order to prevent himself from hurting Feng Li again, Zhe Yu could only continue to exert his strength to relieve his pain.

Feng Li has a strong healing ability. Even in a near-death situation, one day is enough for him to recover to normal.

The scars on his body still hurt, but not as much as when he woke up and saw the person lying next to him.

"Master!"

It was from that day that he realized that the suffering Zhe Yu endured was far more severe than he had imagined.

Looking at the unrecognizable wounds on his body, Feng Li was so heartbroken that he couldn't even make a sound.

These cracks kept appearing and eventually healing, each time becoming more severe than the last, proving that his master was becoming increasingly unable to control himself.

His plan was still going on, and Feng Li had no ability to stop it. He could only watch as the other party personally pulled Yu Qianlin off the altar and trampled him under the feet of humans.

He knew that he could not change anything in the face of the way of heaven.

If possible, all he could do was to help the other party get rid of it.

Perhaps only when they die can the world return to peace.

Only by death can his master be spared.

The only person who could kill the Emperor God was the most useless Fire Phoenix.

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(Extra Story: Conflicts in Past Life) End.