Master respects him by serving the devil

"This move is wrong, the strength is not enough, and the difference is a thousand miles away." Bai Ruoyi trained the young man to practice swords, carefully teaching each move, and even held the young man's hand, leading him to experience strength and precision.

But the moment the master's hand was folded on the young man's, the string in the boy's head "clicked", and it was completely broken. The master's voice seemed to reach his ears mysteriously and far away through the overlapping distant mountains. , He tried his best to listen, but he couldn't hear the words clearly, he could only feel the warmth of Master's palm and hot breath, he felt his brain buzzing and his heart beating fast.

I can't breathe...

"Su Ye, what are you thinking? Why are you so lazy today?"

Su Ye? !

A large amount of inconceivable information is continuously poured into Su Ye's cognition. People's ability to bear is limited. When the load is exceeded, they will become numb, just like a person who is about to freeze to death in the ice and snow has forgotten the cold at the last moment. Even when the sense organs are stimulated, they will take off their warm clothes.

He was a little abnormal calmly, and finally admitted that it turned out to be so...

The person revived by the master with the forbidden technique was not the Kunlun Demon Lord, but his apprentice 200 years ago, the apprentice with the same name as Su Ye, that person looked exactly like him, even the name was the same .

All of this can't be a coincidence. In front of the cold moon pool, the white-clothed immortal lifted him out of the pool and stared at him for a long time, as if his eyes had traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers through him, separated by endless mountains and mountains. Years projected on him, familiar and unfamiliar eyes and sighs.

It seemed that he was accepted as a disciple at will, so it was not only the whole Zhuoguang Mountain who was surprised at that time?Immortal Venerable Chensi has never accepted an apprentice for a hundred years, and the long time of 200 years is like a sea of ​​smoke, so that almost no one in this continent remembers that Immortal Chensi once accepted an apprentice named "Su Ye".

But now, when he appeared in front of Bai Ruoyi, he was accepted as his apprentice, taught him carefully, and protected him well, all of this was just due to the blessing of another person who had the same name as him and even looked exactly the same.

If Su Ye 200 years ago was his previous life, and he was the reincarnation of Master's former apprentice, even if they were similar, were he and him the same person or two completely different people?

The cold and ruthless Baxian only treats him differently. Is it all because he used to be him?

Su Ye didn't know whether he was the reincarnation of that person, or if that person borrowed his body, he felt extremely wronged.What I want to know the most is whether the master's kindness to him is because of the person he is now, or the long years that person spent with Bai Ruoyi in the past?

He was about to look down, but because he was too focused, he ignored the changes that had already taken place in the courtyard across the door.

Until the not-so-strong wooden door collapsed, Ye Shangzhu fell heavily on the ground, covered in blood, the Tianji mirror was shocked and cut off its spiritual power, and fell to the ground suddenly, several cracks appeared on the mirror surface.

Su Ye woke up suddenly. When a dozen masked monks outside the house saw him, they ran away without even making a move.Su Ye felt weird, and was about to chase after him, when Ye Shangzhu stopped him.

Looking back, Ye Shangzhu was seriously injured. She wiped the blood from the corner of her lips and said weakly, "Don't chase, brother, they have all connected to their spiritual veins. There are too many people, they can't be beaten..."

For a moment, Su Ye didn't know whether to be thankful or angry. Those people seriously injured Ye Shangzhu. If the purpose wasn't to kill them, what was it for?

He didn't have time to think so much, Man helped Ye Shangzhu up, probed into his spiritual breath to check the injury, Ye Shangzhu's injury was much more serious than he imagined.

The cultivation structure of monsters is different from that of human beings. Humans have seas of energy and spiritual veins in their bodies, while demon cultivators have different cultivation methods according to their prototypes. Although their appearance is not different from that of humans, you can only see it after careful inspection. Ye Shang Zhuyuan is just a drop of water on a lotus leaf, she has been transformed by chance, she has no spiritual veins, and her spiritual power is scattered in every corner of her body, a flesh injury is enough to cause a leak of spiritual power.

Although her body was only injured on the skin, her essence was contained in her blood, and it was constantly overflowing. If this went on like this, it wouldn't take long for her spiritual energy to be completely exhausted.

Su Ye couldn't imagine the consequences. He eagerly poured his spiritual power into Ye Shangzhu's body, repairing Ye Shangzhu's wound bit by bit, regretting, "It's my fault, I... I shouldn't have left you alone. People are outside, I... I was too engrossed, I didn't notice..."

"It's okay, brother, those people have problems, it's not your fault, let's... let's go back to Zhuoguang, don't come out casually, okay, I'm afraid of you..." I'm afraid that you will be the same as before, the outside is too dangerous up.

"Okay! Let's go back! Hold on!"

Su Ye had already poured most of his spiritual power into Ye Shangzhu's body, but the wounds all over his body could not be completely healed, and no matter how much spiritual power was replenished in his body, he would lose it little by little. If this continues, it will not help at all...

He once witnessed Xiao Yezi die in front of him, he was powerless, he was too weak at that time, he couldn't protect anyone around him at all.Until he thought that he had cultivated immortality, opened up the spiritual veins, became one of the few young geniuses, and his cultivation was increasing day by day, but until now, seeing the spiritual power pouring into Ye Shangzhu's body continuously, it was almost useless. Occupy his heart once.

He was afraid, afraid that this girl who kept calling him "brother" would disappear in front of him just like Xiao Ye Zi once did, and the reason was still his weakness.

He was afraid, he was afraid that he would not be able to save anyone!

Colorless Excalibur——Jichen swims in the air, and few monks can hold the sword for a long time. It is an extremely spiritually consuming thing, not to mention his speed has reached the limit.

But he couldn't wait any longer. Every minute and every second, Ye Shangzhu's life was being consumed. In his arms was Ye Shangzhu who had already been unconscious. Spiritual power.

Until the spiritual power that was originally as vast as a rushing river gradually converged into a spring, and then became as thin as a leaf vein, he finally couldn't hold it anymore.

Jichen fell into a ruined temple in the outskirts of Gusu. In the end, he still protected the girl in his arms, allowing himself to be injured all over from the fall.

"What to do! What to do... what to do..."

He was protecting the girl in his arms, and looked at the beggars who ran out of the ruined temple after hearing the sound. Unbearable memories flooded into his mind instantly, his fingertips dug into the soil, his eyes were red and he stared at the beggars fiercely, But he has long been depleted of spiritual power, and it is difficult to move his whole body.

The beggar happily snatched his Jichen sword, and searched all his money. Just when he reached out to grab Ye Shangzhu's headdress, Su Ye punched the beggar's wrist violently, The beggar wailed, clutching his broken wrist.

As expected, the beggar, who was used to bullying the weak and fear the strong, punched and kicked Su Ye. He hugged the unconscious Ye Shangzhu tightly in his arms, curled up, and let the fists and feet land on him.

It's just that every punch awakened a little memory in his mind, and every kick added hatred gushing from his heart.

His eyes were red, and he stared fiercely at the group of beggars. The images in his mind gradually overlapped with those of ten years ago.

Su Siqing was lying in a pool of blood. The woman who had been shouting at him and scolding him as a little bastard would no longer show hatred towards him. His mother's last tenderness towards him was given to him before she died. He has a name, and before that, everyone called him "little bastard", "dog thing"...

"When I gave birth to you, your father didn't give you a name. Now I am destined to die this night. You can take my surname as Su Ye..."

"You take the jade jue and this letter to Jiangnan Zhong's house and look for your aunt..."

Su Siqing has always kept that jade ring close to her body. Even though she was poor and had to sell herself into a fireworks field, she never pawned it. And the letter, which has already turned yellow, may have been left to Su Ye many years ago. The next retreat.

She didn't tenderly express her last love for her son, she just scolded, ordered, and drove him to roll away, the farther the better...

And Su Ye, watching his mother dying in front of him, he didn't shed a single tear, his heart was already as hard as a stone...

An immature child, without the protection of his mother, wandered all the way, drinking water from the river when he was thirsty, begging for food on the side of the road when he was hungry, and walked a long way with bumps and bumps.

Until he passed a village after the war, corpses were strewn everywhere, blood was flowing everywhere, he had long forgotten his fear, and the little figure even searched excitedly on the corpses, and found half a piece of dry naan on the corpses that were about to rot. Enough to get him excited.

Even so, he couldn't find any edible food after a few days, and he even fixed his eyes on the carrion that the crow was pecking at, but he held back.

He's human...and those people are human...

Later, he met a group of beggars. Those beggars might not have been beggars in the first place. Their clothes were tattered, but they still kept their original villagers' attire. They kindly accepted Su Ye.

That night, he was stroking the jade jue in his arms and couldn't fall asleep, so he heard such a conversation.

"You don't give up on your child, and I don't give up on my child. What can I do? Are we all going to starve to death together?"

"Don't look at me, my Tian Zhuang's arm has been replaced by a leg, but it's gone long ago. Will he survive if this continues?"

The air was quiet for a long time, until a woman sighed.

"The old people have voluntarily walked into the cliff cave, so it's our turn next?"

"Daughter-in-law of the Wang family, don't think so. If we all leave, who will take care of the half-children?"

"...If you want me to say, it's better to change the girls, after all, the boy has to pass on the family."

As soon as this remark came out, several women cried into a ball. They wanted to beg their men, after all, they were all meat that fell from their bodies, but after several rounds of starvation, they just cried and did not speak.

And the group of children finally snuggled up and slept with Su Ye.

A man said angrily: "I can't do it! If you want to eat it, eat us first!"

"How can I do that? Without the young and strong ones, the children will starve to death sooner or later!"

The flames crackled and cast the shadows of the people Su Ye was facing on the mottled wall. Although he was only a child, the experience along the way made him understand the meaning of those people's conversations. What does content mean.

Has war-torn and famine-ridden places already reached the point of changing their sons and eating them?

Although he was already trying his best to suppress his fear, but after all, he was young, so frightened, trembling all over, he was soon spotted by the group of people behind him.

"The kid didn't sleep?"

"He has already heard it? Anyway, he is not our child, why not..."

The mottled figures on the wall are gradually getting bigger, they are approaching...

Su Ye jumped up suddenly, turned around and looked at the crowd. The simple villagers had turned into demons who were eager to live despite the famine, and were approaching him step by step.

Surprise, fear, despair... a little bit enveloped this immature child.

The faces of those people were numb, and the expressions in their eyes were those of hungry wolves. They were pitiful and pathetic, desperate and evil, exactly the same as those beggars who beat and kicked him for their own selfish desires...

Those memories that he didn't want to remember in his life still eroded his mind. In desperation, a beggar grabbed the ice band on his wrist.

Pull hard, pearls and jade are scattered all over the ground...