Why is it always you in time travel

No one in Luomei Castle knew that there was a second road hidden in the cave of soldiers. Before that, even the castle master and the young castle master didn't know about it, let alone those brothers who were guarding outside.

When the young castle master held the blue long sword and opened the mechanism from the cave, everyone outside was startled, unable to figure out who could escape into the cave under their noses, they drew their weapons out of their sheaths and surrounded the cave entrance nervously.However, after the stone door was opened, it was actually their master who came out.

Everyone was surprised, but the reason was not limited to this.

The person who appeared in front of everyone was horrified, his face was covered with the blood spurted by Pei Qingkuang, his left hand was even more terrifying, the palm was bloody and blood was dripping uninterruptedly.

"Young castle master is injured!" The leader of the guards was the first to come back to his senses, and shouted out an order, "Hurry up and escort the young castle master back to the dormitory, and quickly call the doctor in the castle!"

"No need," the young castle master stopped, showing no intention of going back. The blood stained his lips, he licked lightly, and said with a smile, "Send someone down the mountain and please go back to the castle master. The others are preparing for the battle, and the brothers and three One hundred, open the cave door of the Tibetan soldiers, and take the gods directly."

Everyone present trembled when they heard the words.

Their master, this harmless person who has been foolish for more than ten years, now makes them feel very strange.And what was even more unusual in those words was that what was mentioned was God Yu, a long-time ally of Luomei Castle, and an opponent that was impossible to defeat.

The order was so weird that no one moved for a while, the young castle master frowned impatiently, and said angrily in a low voice: "Quick!"

After the words fell, someone finally came back to his senses, nervously answered "Yes", turned around and ran towards the castle.

Looking at it calmly, right now is indeed the best time to get rid of the entire god control. Others don't know, but the young castle master knows that this so-called hard-to-find cult has no leader. Not only has it lost its backbone, but it has also been completely kept in the dark. None of those congregants knew about it yet, and they were foolishly waiting for Pei Qingkuang to give the order to attack Yancheng, but they didn't know that their leader was dead.

Therefore, attacking it by surprise is the best way to make the opponent defenseless.It's better to go all out and not take this opportunity to subdue God, otherwise, if you delay it later, there may be some changes.

But the master of Shaobao has hidden his nature for many years, once the desire of greed is ignited, he can't stop it completely.After more than [-] people from Luomei Castle assembled, with bloodthirsty smiles in his eyes, he led a group of people into the cave of Tibetan soldiers, followed the secret road that had been opened, and went straight into the altar of gods.

The members of the Shenyu sect were like birds in a cage, and they could not escape the sudden attack. At first, these people wanted to resist, until the young castle master ascended to the high position of the altar, and sneered and picked up the object in his hand with the tip of his sword.

——It was a soft skin, one side was dripping with blood, and the other side was so soft that it could not be formed, but the people in the God Control still recognized it.

They recognized the blood-colored lines on the corner of the face and eyes, and recognized that it was Pei Qingkuang who they were expecting to come to the rescue. In an instant, their spines went cold, and they looked at the young man who was not yet crowned in horror.

There was a deathly silence in the altar. After a while, one person bowed his head and knelt down, and then everyone worshiped him one after another.

Back and forth, but an hour.

The master of Shaobao got his wish and took God into his pocket. Since then, there has been no god in the world, and the only thing that can be remembered is the word "Luomei".

At the same time, there was already a person waiting for a long time in the master's dormitory room...

On the way back to the castle, the Lord Chen heard the news from the people who told the amazing scene outside the cave of the Tibetan soldiers, and even knew the plan of his parents and sons to attack Shenyu.But after only a moment, he retracted the thought again, vaguely guessing a bit of the absurd situation.

The Master of the Young Castle returned to the courtyard and opened the door, not very surprised to see his father here.The castle master stared at him, meeting his eyes, the tall man showed an old and tired look on his brows, and took two steps forward to wipe away the blood on his son's face.

The master of the young castle frowned slightly, and then he felt much more comfortable. He felt that his cheeks were less sticky, but they were not clean enough.He turned around and walked into the room, put down the Zijin sword, and washed it carefully with the water in the copper basin.

When his left hand entered the water, the already numb wound instantly produced a strong tingling pain. Before he could make a low hiss, Castle Master Chen was already close to him, and his broad palm tightly grasped his left forearm, pulling him away from the water.

"father."

"Zi Jin," Lord Chen heaved a sigh of relief when he heard him address him, and finally asked out his doubts, "I want to know, since when did you start pretending to be stupid?"

The Master of the Young Castle tilted his head and chuckled, and replied, "Start with finding Zijin's cheat book."

"But that secret book..."

"It was hidden by you, right?" A trace of unhappiness flashed in the eyes of the young castle master, and he shook his arms to avoid him, "The funniest thing is that Pei Qingkuang deliberately sent this manual to me, and now He died because of this. But without his action, would you never have given me the Zijin sword in your life?"

Master Chen's complexion was heavy, he didn't nod his head, but his words carried positive thoughts.

"Zijin Sword shouldn't exist in the first place, I hope you can live a lifetime of pure happiness like a child from an ordinary family..."

The master of the young castle sneered and interrupted him: "An ordinary family? You didn't give birth to me in an ordinary family. From the moment I was born, I faced dangers in the world. What you mean by innocence, is that you look at me like a fool until I die?"

"I don't think so..."

"This sword is supposed to be mine!" The young castle owner was suddenly agitated, and pressed his palm to the table, blood gushing out, "My mother left it to me, why didn't you give it to me!"

Castle Master Chen looked at the blood on the table distressedly, resisted his voice fluctuating, and said: "Look at your current appearance, your mother loves you, but the mother of the world shouldn't be as cruel as she is, and then If a good weapon wants to eat human blood, it will be a demon. How can a mother give a demon to her child?"

"That's enough," the young castle master lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him, "You have always been like this. You will only deny everything mother has given, and use your so-called favor to take away what should belong to me." He was already very indifferent, But the corners of his lips curled up into a stiff smile, and he turned to sarcasm, "But so what? From today onwards, everything will no longer be the same as before. From now on, Luomeibao will be the greatest force in the entire arena. I am Zijinjian Master, no one should be underestimated."

"Zi Jin!"

"Father," the young master of the castle chuckled again, speaking briskly, watching the expression of the man in front of him like watching a show, and asked, "You must have always known that someone in this castle wanted to harm me, right?"

Master Chen paused, although he didn't answer, there was an affirmative expression between his brows.

The Master of the Young Castle continued to speak provocatively: "But do you know that person is Pei Qingkuang? Do you know that the Qi Shan you reused is actually the incarnation of Pei Qingkuang wearing a mask? Raising tigers has been a problem for so many years, so now , do you think you can protect me?"

Hearing the truth, Chen Baozhu showed a shocking expression as expected, his facial features were slightly distorted, as if he was in extreme pain and annoyance, but also full of fear, he glanced at his son from head to toe with a bit of joy, Guiltyly read his name: "Zi Jin..."

"If Dad really cares about me, why don't you invite a doctor for me?" The young castle master raised his hand and stared at the wound on his palm with a smile. He had achieved his goal and didn't want to continue the topic. He said coldly, "In case it festers, you will It hurts even more."

Castle Master Chen was speechless, gritted his teeth and looked at his mad appearance, sighed, and finally left his room with heavy steps.

As the sound of footsteps went away, the Young Castle Master restrained his smile, his eyes were extremely dark, and his emotions were unspeakable, that's all, he sat down at the table wearily.

That person left for less than a moment, and suddenly another person broke into the room.

The Young Castle Master had already guessed who it was, and suddenly his mood eased a lot. With a slight smile, he raised his head and looked at the door curtain, waiting for the girl to appear in his eyes.

The girl picked up the hem of her skirt and ran into the inner room. Chen Zijin's smile deepened, and he stretched out his uninjured right hand to her.Xiaoman's throat choked up, he paused for half a step, then quickly stepped forward, holding his hand and suddenly knelt down.

"Master Young Castle, I thought you didn't want me anymore, I was so afraid that you would be in danger..." Under the extreme excitement, he even forgot to call himself "servant".

The master of the young castle is happy, he has tried to teach her to get rid of the two words several times but all failed. Unexpectedly, after being stimulated by this incident, the girl finally gave up on keeping the etiquette and showed her truest emotions.

"It's okay." He pulled Xiaoman up from the ground, coaxed her to sit down, stroked the top of her hair with his palm, smiled gently, and pointed out, "I'm back."

Xiaoman burst into tears in an instant, and actually understood this sentence.

In fact, she has never understood the truth about Chen Zijin transmigrating to the young castle master until today, but she always has a little intuition in the dark, and this intuition is getting clearer day by day, which makes her more aware of the difference between the two. .

She couldn't explain why, and she couldn't understand it, but she vaguely understood one thing: the young castle master a few days ago was not her young castle master, but the person in front of her had really returned.

"Why are you crying?" the young castle master bent his lips, curled his fingers to wipe away her tears, and whispered with emotion, "It seems that you are the only one who cares about me like this..."

"Young castle master..." Xiaoman didn't know why he was so emotional, but felt that such a statement was not good, and wanted to say something nice for the castle master, but before he had time to refute, he finally noticed his left hand hanging by his side. The wound was shocking, causing her to exclaim in a low voice, "Your hand is hurt!"

"No problem, don't worry, the doctor will be here soon." The young castle master replied indifferently.

Before he could say anything more, a figure suddenly flashed outside the window.He frowned secretly, then suddenly realized, and the smile on the corners of his lips deepened with great interest.

The Master of the Young Castle looked at the girl in front of him with loving eyes like a brother's, and comforted him: "Xiao Man, I'm really fine, you go back to the room first, I'll talk to you later."

"Why?" Xiao Man couldn't help asking, reluctant to leave.

The man answered very happily.

"Because I have guests here."