This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar

    The second half of the previous chapter replaced the new version, you need to re-read it, otherwise the plot will not be connected.

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    In the afternoon, Lingwu Mountain was sunny and warm. Fengci walked quickly among the mountains. The bottom of the feet was windy.

    Be quick.

    Pei Qianyue is not in Lingwu Mountain now, he must stop him and wake him up before Pei Qianyue returns.

    The pain he experienced for the first time, he can't let him suffer again in the illusion.

    He couldn't let Pei Qianyue see his body.

    There was a breeze floating in my ear, the wind stopped and raised his head. The sky, which was still clear just now, suddenly became cloudy, and the sun quickly crossed the sky, falling from the west, reflecting the red clouds in the sky.

    But the red glow was fleeting, the light on the horizon dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the moon rose.

    It's getting dark.

    Words: "…"

    He swallowed the swear words that came to his mouth with great difficulty.

    If you say fast forward, fast forward, this fantasy is just for him!

    Feng Ci changed his breath silently, turned and walked towards the direction of the cave.

    ***

    Deep in the cave, Pei Qianyue came back. The young man was still sitting on the stone bed, with Pei Qianyue standing in front of him, and the two of them talked for a while.

    For a long time, the young man said softly: "Are you not willing?"

    Pei Qianyue looked down at him, clenching his fists with his hands hanging by his side, trembling slightly.

    He closed his eyes, as if to restrain a certain emotion: "You said... Heaven called you back, there is a very important mission to complete, but you can't integrate with the flesh, and Need something."

    "I don't want to. You saved this life. As long as you want, I can give you anything." He opened his eyes, those originally bright eyes, Now with deep pain, "But Master, have you really come back?"

    Why is it completely different from his memory?

    Why is it so...weird?

    The young man raised his eyelids and looked at him, as if he didn't know what he meant.

    Therefore, he just mechanically repeated the question: "Would you not?"

    Pei Qianyue took a deep breath and tried to calm down: "I just went to Langfeng City, and the Lord of Langfeng City promised to do everything to help the owner find a way, we just need to Just a second—"

    "There is another way." The young man raised his eyes, those quiet eyes stared at him, "Didn't you say that you can do anything for me?"

    He asked this very calmly, as if he was really confused.

    Pei Qianyue was shocked, and his face suddenly turned pale.

    "That's right, someone's hard work can be repaid." The young man asked, "What do you want?"

    Pei Qianyue frowned slightly, as if he heard something extremely absurd, and shook his head: "I'm not—"

    Youth have reason.

    He stretched out his hand, took Pei Qianyue's hand, used it a little, and pulled the person to sit beside him.

    The young man put his hand on Pei Qianyue's shoulder and said softly, "I see, you like me."

    He looked at Pei Qianyue intently, but in his words there was a bit of a bewitching connotation: "What do you want...is it me?"

    Pei Qianyue froze.

    But she couldn't get the slightest anger to push him, and she couldn't get any anger to hide from the opponent's body.

    A puppet naturally does not understand human feelings.

    It's like a well-set instrument, just for the purpose of self-preset, no matter what the cost.

    The young man got closer and closer, Pei Qianyue finally raised his hand to grab his wrist, and said with difficulty: "Lord, master, don't do this..."

    "Shh." The young man's eyes were gentle and calm, with a little smile, "This is what you want, isn't it?"

    Pei Qianyue looked into those eyes, but the originally firm eyes became a little hesitant, as if bewitched: "What I want..."

    "Yes, it's what you want." The young man stared at him and said gently, "Dear little black, close your eyes, I will give you what you want."

    Pei Qianyue gently closed her eyes.

    The young man leaned forward slowly, as if offering a tender and lingering kiss.

    At the time, he raised his hand on Pei Qianyue's shoulder, and his fingertips glowed with golden light.

    Poof—

    Pei Qianyue suddenly opened his eyes.

    A slender golden sword penetrated the heart from behind the young man. Behind him, Feng Ci was expressionless, and drew the sword neatly.

    The blood sprayed out and splashed on Pei Qianyue's profile.

    The youth have not yet been offered sacrifices of living things, so they have not cultivated immortality. Hot blood kept pouring out of his heart, he opened his mouth, said nothing, and fell down without ground.

      But he never imagined that it was such a deception.

    If he doesn't do anything, this fool will have his eyes taken away in the next second.

    Fengci trembled with anger, he endured or held back, walked forward three or two steps, grabbed Pei Qianyue's collar: "Are you a fool, can't tell him and me Not at all? Do you believe what he says?"

    Pei Qianyue stared at Fengci dazedly and frowned: "...Master?"

    I forgot what I wanted to say.

    Feng Ci swallowed, but he couldn't get angry, so he muttered and let go.

    He was still holding the sword in his right hand, blood dripped down the edge of the sword, and pooled in a small pool on the ground. His body fell to the side, his long hair was loose, and his breath gradually disappeared.

    Pei Qianyue seemed to gradually wake up, his eyes moved from Feng Ci's face to the sword, and finally fell on the young man lying on the stone bed.

    His breath suddenly became confused: "Who are you?"

    Wind words are not good in my heart.

    I was too impatient to stop this from happening just now, but he thought about how to make Pei Qianyue wake up.

    He should not have appeared with the physical puppet.

    Because people who are bewitched by illusions will instinctively resist outsiders. Feng Ci is now exactly the same as the physical puppet. In Pei Qianyue's cognition, he would instinctively prefer the person who was shaped by the illusion.

    So for Pei Qianyue now, Feng Ci is not saving him, but...killing his master.

    A gust of wind blew up out of thin air in the cave, and the wind took two steps back.

    "What the **** are you...?"

    ***

    There was a loud bang on the ground, startling countless birds flying.

    Qianqiu Jian held the opponent's menacing sword, Feng Ci was a little angry: "I said, you are in a fantasy now, I am your real master, why don't you Be obedient!"

    "Oh, is that so?" Pei Qianyue's eyes were cold, and the hand holding the sword suddenly waved, pushing the person out several meters.

    The meaning is obvious.

    —that’s it?

    Feng Ci was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.

    It's not because this is in Pei Qianyue's fantasy. The illusion is dominated by him, and all his thoughts will be shaped by the illusion. For example, if he desperately wants to kill Feng Ci now, the illusion will give him a stronger amount than before, while weakening the amount of Feng Ci.

    What's so great about beating him in this situation?

    Have the ability to fight with him!

    The wind speech paused for a moment, and the other party's chilling sword energy came.

    Pei Qianyue has not yet obtained the Guying Sword that Langfeng City has inherited from generation to generation. He is only holding an ordinary long sword. .

    Feng Ci hurriedly dodged sideways, the sword energy almost swept past his eyes, and suddenly cut off a cedar tree in the middle.

    The light of the spirit illuminates the whole forest like the sun.

    "You killed him..." Pei Qianyue's eyes were gloomy, and the light of the long sword in his hand suddenly increased, "You killed him!"

    Feng Ci shouted: "But if I didn't save you just now, he would take your eyes!"

    Pei Qianyue's movements suddenly stopped.

    Feng Ci let this moment pass.

    He grabbed Pei Qianyue's wrist abruptly and twisted it, the opponent's sword let go, and the next second, Qianqiu's sword touched Pei Qianyue's neck.

    "Don't move." This fight made Feng Ci a little confused. He grabbed Pei Qianyue's wrist with one hand and twisted it behind him, while the other held a sword against Pei Qianyue. At the throat, he lifted it slightly, "Can you listen to me now?"

    Pei Qianyue stopped moving.

    Feng Ci gasped, and was about to speak, but heard Pei Qianyue softly say: "You kill me."

    “…Huh?”

    The moonlight penetrated the tree shadow to illuminate the surroundings of the two, Pei Qianyue's eyes drooped, and the long eyelashes left a clear shadow on the side face.

    His voice was cold, and there was no emotion in it: "The master is gone, since I can't kill you, you can kill me."

    Feng Ci's expression sank.

    After a while, he asked in a deep voice, "If he dies, you don't want to live?"

    A bleak smile raised on Pei Qianyue's lips: "If he's not here, what's the point of my life?"

    "How come?" Feng Ci's voice was a little eager, "Do you only live for him in your life? If he dies, will you follow him?"

    Pei Qianyue said without pretense, "Why not?"

    Feng Ci's mind was buzzing.

    With a push, they both fell into the soft grass.

    Feng Ci held down the person condescendingly, and through the moonlight, clearly saw the pair of reddish eyes of the other party.

    Pei Qianyue's eyes are indeed very beautiful, the original golden eyes are clear and dazzling, and the black eyes when transformed into a human form are extremely bright. Fragile.

    To be seen from such a distance, no matter how angry.

    Feng Ci stared at him for a while, and finally sighed: "You can't do this."

    He seemed to want to say something more, but he finally said it, just raised his hand and wiped away the blood stained on Pei Qianyue's face little by little.

    There was a drop of blood that just fell on the corner of Pei Qianyue's lips.

    Wind Ci's finger brushed the corner of the other's lips, suddenly thought of something, and a sly smile appeared in his eyes: "I know how to wake you up."

    Afterwards, Feng Ci lowered his head and kissed Pei Qianyue's lips.