Engraved in Bone

Xu Haoran felt that his soul was erratic, and he heard in his ears the tender voice of his childhood: "The disciple meets Master."

A loud **** sounded yesterday. He saw the man in front of him looking at the young child for a long time, and quietly hummed.

His Royal Highness always said that Changge liked him and preferred him, and he kept his eyes on him for a long time. Now he looked at it carefully, but as the other party said, Changge had great patience with him. Obviously, he never taught his martial arts alone, regardless of his brother and His Highness.

Once upon a time, he seemed to admire the long song a little, and he followed his eyes closely, even to say it was dependent.

On the top of the high tower, the little boy greeted the orange morning light on the arm of Changge, embraced the passing clouds, and looked at the ant-like tile house below.

"Do you know why the Xu family sent you as a teacher?"

"The child knows."

"What about you?" Changge looked at him, his eyes narrowed, but I don't know why the bottom of his eyes was soft: "Is the loyalty of the Xu family your wish?"

Young children do not understand the elder's intentions, but looking at the mountains and rivers, their hearts are surging and their blood is inexplicably flowing.

"No, the disciples want peace and security in this country, not for the monarch, but for the people of the world."

The immature but firm voice was still in his ears. As a bystander, Xu Haoran stretched out his hand to touch the still immaculate face. After seeing his blood-stained hand, he retracted.

A good sentence is "not for the monarch, but for the people of the world".

Since when did he and Changge drift away from the closeness between master and apprentice?

It seemed that when he met His Royal Highness, the little man smiled at him with bright eyes and great looks. He looked at the young man with a sense of helplessness, clenched his fists subconsciously, and replied, "See His Highness. "

Why did he like His Royal Highness? To be honest, Xu Haoran was not clear, but he was happy when he looked at His Royal Highness. When His Royal Highness held his hand affectionately and approached him, he felt his heart beating fiercely.

Adolescents who have not yet touched their love, Dou Chukai, do n’t know it, a heart is being dragged tightly by a line, and it will be unreasonable to let the other point it.

From the beginning, I felt good memories, which made Xu Haoran's mouth rise upward, but it was full of bitterness. It was so easy. I liked such a person, even if I was trampled on my self-esteem, I couldn't bear to let it go, or even rushed to be abandoned so innocently.

Looking at how miserable, Xu Haoran felt that he deserved it.

Throughout his life, His Royal Highness did not treat him very well, but he only said a few good words. When he was in a hurry, he twitched his fingers and moved forward with joy; on the other hand, the rest of his life after meeting His Royal Highness seemed to be all around him. As the other party is turning, the other party just needs to sit and enjoy what they have done. He will hold a heart for him to wreak havoc, but what can be exchanged?

Who actually lied to him and said, sincerely, can you change it?

Obviously ... he had nothing.

Ears were the dull sound of the blade stabbing into the meat, and Xu Haoran's eyes could not gather a good look at Zhou Junyan at this time. He thought about it and thought that it was so good, that his highness looked good in his memory.

I want to ask more about His Royal Highness. In the face of his warmth, has he ever been a little bit tempted?

He heard the sound of the knife crashing to the ground, and listening to the relief of his highness, Xu Haoran wanted to touch the other side's face and told Zhou Junyan: "Don't cry."

Thoughts drifted away, Xu Haoran seemed to hear the sound of a long song, and the other party seemed to ask:

"Have you ever regretted it?"

Regret it? He was also unclear.

"Don't you have any regrets for him to experience human suffering?"

The strange and familiar picture suddenly lights up in the dark, flashing scenes, as if watching your story.

"For him to abandon immortal bones in pursuit of several generations, but in exchange for the results? Say good will never be used for him?" The male voice with mockery and bitterness: "You liar."

From a secret prince to a rabbit-bearer who hates hatred to a divine doctor who has no mouth to declare, he finally becomes a little baby and is marked early.

"This son has a connection with me. If he is older, let him worship me."

The picture turns again, and the handsome man with a fairy breeze is soft-eyed, with affection in his eyes: "Long song, I'm going to find him for my teacher."

The young man frowned, his eyes were reddish, and he begged, "Master, why doesn't he please you, why not? You stay with me, will you not be happy before?"

"If you think of him as me, just treat him as me. It's okay to admit it for decades. You can admit it for hundreds of years, even thousands of years. What's wrong?"

The man chuckled, firmly and brutally opened his fingers one by one, and said softly, "Useless, long song, you are not him anyway. It is my fault to mistake you, this is now It's time to get everyone back on track. "

A long song that seems to be omnipotent to Xu Haoran. At this moment, it looks a little bit embarrassed. His lips have been bitten long ago, and his red eyes are fierce. Rebelling against the sky and creating a unique technique. "

"Do you dare to make a bet with me?" The look in Changge's eyes floated, and the blood on the corner of his mouth had not dried up: "Just bet you will use the carved bone on his body."

"No, once the bone-cutting technique is used, it is a pain in the bones." The tenderness of Brow's eyebrows made Changge gritted his teeth: "How can I bear to use it on him?"

But he couldn't do it. Every life, that person suffered the pain.

In the ear was the sound of a long song. He asked gently, "Are you sorry? As long as you say sorry, we can go back to the old days."

The person's voice flashed in front of him, and Xu Haoran didn't know whether he was answering a long song or telling. To yourself: "I don't regret it."

Never regretted it.

The long song laughed, and his fingertips pointed at Xu Haoran's forehead. A soft light gathered in one place, and he whispered: "He sent the blade into your heart with his own hands. It is useless to regret it. This bet I must have won. "

Some dazzling light was shrouded in sudden dark clouds, and Zhou Junyan, who had been insane, yelled, sitting on the ground paralyzed, his hair radiating like a lunatic.

The fine sky is thousands of miles away, and it seems that the storm is coming, the thunder and lightning are cheerful, and the deafening sound makes people feel flustered.

The fan around Changge's waist gradually warmed, and Xu Haoran, who was still struggling before, lost his voice at this moment. He got up to pass Zhou Jun's time delay, and his sorrow and joyless face became a bit of worldly resentment and pleasure: "You have lost the person who loves you the most in the world."

"There will never be such a person who will serve you with all his heart."

"It's just that he has exhausted his life's blessings in favor of his generations. You and him are not destined to be the same. He is the pearl of heaven, and you are just a gnat on the ground." Changge looked with vicious grievances and laughed: "It's a loss With a stupid person like you who doesn't know the moon, he will finally return to me. "

He's still his ... Master ...

The author has something to say:

Shu Tan, finally this story is about to set off on the main line of no return!