Master fell into evil? I took the blame for the heroine

After a moment's silence, Luo He softly said, "Master, from now on... are you planning to continue practicing?"

Fu Xueqiong raised her eyes slightly and glanced at him, her cold eyes showing no change: "I have always been like this."

Her words were as cold as usual, but Luo He felt a faint sense of alienation.

"I'm planning to go on a mission next, so I won't be in Tianming Mountain for a while."

Luo He responded softly.

Fu Xueqiong still sat in front of him, her face cold and expressionless, but her hand holding the chopsticks paused for a moment.

That tiny pause made Luo He's heart move inexplicably. He watched her movements and could even clearly see the subtle force of her fingers.

Fu Xueqiong's behavior was usually so impeccable, but at this moment, a rare hint of hesitation was revealed in her.

Luo He's eyes dimmed slightly, he silently withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and pursed his lips slightly.

He understood that even when he left, Fu Xueqiong would not show any obvious emotions. She was always calm and self-possessed, and rarely let him see her inner fluctuations.

He smiled bitterly in his heart. It was still the same. Fu Xueqiong was still so cold.

"Are you going on a mission?" Fu Xueqiong's voice rang out in the quiet air, as cold as ever, as if it was just a casual inquiry.

Her gaze fell on the bowl, but she hesitated to pick up the noodles, as if she was lost in thought. Luo He raised his head, nodded, and replied softly, "Yes, the sect's mission happens to be part of my cultivation. It's a good opportunity to gain some experience and sharpen my character. I told you, Master, last time that this time, I'm going to the Nantian Pavilion according to Elder Canyun's arrangement."

Fu Xueqiong's eyes flickered slightly, and she nodded gently.

Luo He took in her cold response and felt extremely upset.

At this moment, he wanted to ask her if she would mind his departure and if she would be worried about his long journey.

But obviously the result is no, right?

The silence in the air gradually deepened. Luo He felt a mixture of emotions. Finally, he slowly stood up, gently adjusted his cuffs, and said in a low and light voice: "That's it, Master... I'm leaving."

Luo He bowed solemnly to Fu Xueqiong, then turned and left again.

The moment he stepped out of the door, Fu Xueqiong's voice sounded again, the voice was still cold: "Luo He."

He froze in place, then slowly turned around and said softly, "Master?"

"Nothing, go ahead."

"Oh."

Luo He turned and left, his back gradually disappearing from Fu Xueqiong's sight.

After walking out of the cave where his master was, he couldn't help but look up at the sky. He felt reluctant but also inexplicably relieved.

Just like that, Luo He's figure gradually disappeared into the distance, while Fu Xueqiong still sat there, looking at the door indifferently, as if watching him walk away, but also as if not really looking at him.

The bowl of clear noodle soup beside her had long since grown cold, but she seemed in no mood to eat any more. After a moment's silence, she sighed softly and closed her eyes. A barely perceptible hint of sadness crossed her brows, then vanished into her usual composure.

The wind blew gently outside the window, lifting the corner of her clothes slightly, as if taking away the subtle emotion in her heart.

"come back earlier."

Chapter 170: Substitution midway?

Wait for Luohe to go away.

Fu Xueqiong sat quietly at the table, staring at the bowl of vegetarian noodles that had already grown cold, with indescribable emotions surging in her heart.

Her eyes penetrated the bowl of noodles, as if she saw Luo He's back as he just left.

Although it was only a brief moment, she felt a sense of emptiness she had never experienced before spreading in her heart.

She felt as if she was lost, as if she had lost something important.

"It's just a farewell like any other...but why do I feel so strange?"

Fu Xueqiong muttered to herself softly, her voice so low that it was almost inaudible.

She took a deep breath, trying to shake off the strange feeling, but she couldn't calm the ripples in her heart no matter what.

Memories flooded back into my mind.

During the days she spent with Luo He, her heart began to waver. Beneath her calm and composed exterior, she actually concealed a hint of uneasiness and emotional fluctuations.

She had never thought that she would have such a deep concern for an apprentice, but now, Luo He's departure made her feel an unprecedented sense of loss.

"Do I...really care about him?"

Fu Xueqiong asked herself in a low voice, frowning slightly, a hint of doubt flashing through her mind.

She had never allowed herself to feel this kind of emotion, and she didn't want emotions to interfere with her cultivation.

However, this indescribable emotion seemed to spread silently, causing ripples in her heart.

She lowered her head and gently lifted a strand of her long hair, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

For countless days and nights, Fu Xueqiong practiced silently in her heart. She thought that this kind of loneliness was the path she had chosen.

However, this choice now seems to have become a bit heavy, as if it has created an irreconcilable contradiction with her heart.

"come back earlier."

She murmured softly again, with an imperceptible expectation in her voice.

This feeling made her heart tighten slightly, as if she was uneasy about the attachment she had just revealed. She shook her head secretly, trying to dispel this feeling, but found that this concern became more and more deeply rooted.

She raised her head and her eyes fell on the bowl of vegetarian noodles again. The noodles in the bowl exuded a faint fragrance, as if it was the clear soup that Luo He had personally made for her.

At this moment, a warmth surged in her heart, as if he was right beside her, accompanying her.

"Why do I feel this way?"

Fu Xueqiong thought to herself, her voice still calm, but her emotions were fluctuating.

Was it Luo He's departure that made her realize the emotions hidden in her heart?

Or had this dependence already taken root unconsciously? The more she thought about it, the more confused she felt, as if she were trapped in an endless fog with no way out.

At this moment, the wind outside blew gently, bringing a bit of coolness, as if soothing her heart.

Fu Xueqiong took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She knew that as a cultivator, emotional fluctuations could not become an obstacle to her practice. She needed to put these distracting thoughts behind her and focus on her own cultivation.

Anyway, he will come back.

Just wait and see.

"I can't let my emotions get the better of me."

Fu Xueqiong said to herself, her heart gradually regaining its composure. Fu Xueqiong closed her eyes and silently recited the cultivation spell in her mind, trying to clear away these distracting thoughts.

But even so this time, the concern for Luo He still follows him like a shadow.

She remembered his expression when he told stories, his warm gaze, and every moment they spent together.

Those memories rippled in her heart, as if the passage of time made them even more unforgettable.

Fu Xueqiong sat in the cave, her fingers gently stroking the sound transmission talisman on the table, her brows slightly furrowed.

Although she knew that Wang Xiaoke had great potential in cultivation, she was still uneasy about the arrangement for Luo He and Wang Xiaoke to go to Nantian Pavilion together.

Whenever I think of these two people going out together, I feel inexplicably unhappy.

"I still don't want him to go with that little girl named Wang Xiaoke."

Fu Xueqiong talked to herself, her voice as clear as autumn water, revealing a bit of coldness, but also mixed with an imperceptible anxiety.

After thinking for a moment, Fu Xueqiong sent a message to Elder Canyun, intending to suggest that Wang Xiaoke be transferred to participate in the Tianyan event.

The Tianyan Festival is a grand gathering that brings together many cultivators. It contains many kinds of strange fire. If Wang Xiaoke can get a sense of the origin of fire, it will definitely benefit her cultivation.

"With this opportunity, perhaps she can become stronger."

Fu Xueqiong pondered secretly, her fingers lightly running across the sound transmission talisman, silently reciting the elder's name in her heart.

At Canyun Peak, Elder Canyun was absorbed in studying an ancient tome when suddenly, the sound of a sound transmission rang out in her ears. She frowned slightly, slowly lowered the scroll in her hand, and summoned her spiritual energy to receive the message.

"Master, what's the matter?" Elder Canyun immediately sent a message back.

"I have a proposal."

Fu Xueqiong's voice was clear in the sound transmission talisman: "I plan to arrange for Wang Xiaoke to attend the Tianyan Festival."

Elder Canyun frowned, feeling conflicted.

She knew very well the importance of the Tianyan Festival. It was a place full of opportunities. If she could sense the origin of the fire, it would greatly enhance Xiaoke's original spiritual fire.

But if Wang Xiaoke went to the event, she would no longer be able to go to Nantian Pavilion, which forced her to consider a more complicated situation.

"But Sect Master... Xiaoke can't go to Nantian Pavilion because he's attending the Tianyan Festival."

Elder Canyun took a breath and said, "And I have already informed the Nantian Pavilion about Xiaoke and Luohe's trip."

She sent the message in the name of Tianming Sect's Canyunfeng, and the person who came was her disciple.

Fu Xueqiong's proposal made her feel embarrassed.

"Does she have to go to Nantian Pavilion?" Fu Xueqiong's voice was cold.

The sound made Elder Canyun shudder.

The sect leader rarely sent messages to her.

Why does this message feel so murderous? If I don't accept it, I'll have to avoid the sect leader whenever I see him in the future.

and many more……

Wouldn’t it be better if Xiaoke went to the Tianyan event and let Yu Chuchu and Luo He go together?

Elder Canyun opened his eyes wide and an idea came to his mind.

The Tianyan Festival is more important in any way.

"Okay, Sect Master, I will find a way to let Xiaoke participate in the Tianyan event." Elder Canyun finally made up his mind, his tone slightly firm.

Fu Xueqiong felt relieved when she heard this.

"Well, nothing else."

Fu Xueqiong said softly, "I'll send the invitation to the Tianyan Festival right away."

"Okay, Sect Master." Elder Canyun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a heavy sense of responsibility in his heart.

The Nan Tian Pavilion had no choice but to replace people and let Chu Chu and Luo He go together.

Anyway, I heard that Chuchu and Luo He don’t seem to have a good relationship.

If the two of them go, it shouldn't trigger the incident with Nan Tian and make him teach that technique.

Well, that's settled.

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At the same time, Luo He sat quietly in his cave, thinking, his heart full of anticipation and anxiety about his upcoming trip to Nantian Pavilion.

"Next, I will travel with Senior Sister Wang Xiaoke the day after tomorrow."

Luo He muttered to himself, feeling a sense of responsibility rising in his heart.

At this moment, Luo He's sound transmission note suddenly flashed, and Elder Canyun's voice reached his ears: "Luo He, we need to discuss the matter of Nantian Pavilion again."

Luo He was slightly startled and immediately replied: "Elder, please give me some advice."

Elder Canyun's voice continued to be heard, his words full of concern: "I intend to let Wang Xiaoke participate in the Tianyan Festival, but this also means that she will not be able to go to the Nantian Pavilion with you."

"what?"

I really like Luo He’s line – “Ah?”

Luo He was shocked. He had thought he could go with Wang Xiaoke, but now he was facing the possibility of separation.

"Sky Flame Festival?"

"Well, this is a very good opportunity for Xiaoke. If she goes there, her cultivation will definitely improve."

"Elder, do you think she should go to the Tianyan Festival?" Luo He asked tentatively.

"Yes, the Sky Flame Festival will be of great help to her growth, but I need to hear your opinion."

Elder Canyun's voice was gentle but firm: "The mission to the Nantian Pavilion will continue. You will come to Canyun Peak the day after tomorrow to get your number."