Chapter 246: The blood of the celestial masters is never in vain (6)
Wu Zhou was a little surprised. From what he knew about Qianye, Qianye never refused his request. As long as she could do it, she would definitely do it for him at any cost.
But he didn't expect that Qianye would reject him this time, and the rejection would be... so blunt, so merciless.
This was once again difficult for Wu Zhou to accept. He used his relationship with Qianye to live in the territory of Tianshi. In fact, he rarely asked Qianye to do anything for him, but this time he was rejected. What's more, in those words,
There was a hint of irony.
If she doesn't want to become a Buddha, is she mocking his overestimation of his abilities?
Wu Zhou's heart was filled with mixed emotions for a while, and he felt so uncomfortable that he didn't want to argue anymore.
He picked up Qing Shang with all his strength and chose the way down the mountain, "As a heavenly master, there has been no reason to save demons since ancient times, so I won't force it."
"You..." Qianye frowned angrily, "Are you threatening me with taking it away again?"
"Why threaten you."
But having said that, Wu Zhou still moved forward with Qing Shang in his arms. Who could he show this to?
Qianye gritted his teeth and said, "Wu Zhou, you've made enough trouble. You don't know who he is and what he did? Even if you forget that he saved your life and forget about it, he will be grateful to you for saving him."
? When the time comes..."
"You don't understand." Wu Zhou said a few words lightly, but his walking speed was not slow, as if he had made up his mind to leave Jianxi Mountain, or...leave Chiba.
Qianye couldn't figure out what was going on between her and Wu Zhou recently. They seemed to be getting more and more out of tune. They could argue about different stances on any issue, including how to treat enemies.
Suddenly, a black shadow floated down from mid-air, and Qianye was so startled that he almost threw a flying knife. Only when his hand shook did he wake up. It was not an enemy, but Yin Xuan.
Wearing a black ink robe did not add more sense of presence to him, but if he was not in charge today, how could Shujue, the mortal masters like them, put the little Jianxi Mountain in their eyes?
Of course, Yin Xuan, who had always been a strong supporter, was not relaxed, not to mention that he had just had a brief battle with Shu Jue.
As soon as my toes hit the ground, my body suddenly went limp...
"Master Patriarch..."
A ghost appeared from Yinxuan's broad sleeves and quickly turned into a physical entity to support him, "Sir, are you injured?"
And just like that, Qianye, who wanted to run over, was as if struck by thunder, stagnant in place, staring, as if he had seen a ghost, and indeed he saw a ghost.
The ghost's back was turned to her, and she could only tell that it was a young man who had acted as a ghost. He was dressed in neat black clothes and had short, fine hair.
With her slender figure and broad shoulders, why did her back make her tremble?
Why did the magnetic and soft voice revealed in that sentence make her feel like she wanted to tear out her heart, but also felt like she wanted to escape completely, and... she felt like she wanted to start everything over again.
The movements of hands and feet, even the wisp of... wind-blown temples...
Yinxuan didn't seem to be seriously injured, but he allowed himself to be supported by the ghosts and slowly walked towards his residence in the back mountain. From the beginning to the end, he never looked back and told Qianye a word.
And I'm afraid if he confesses it at this moment, Qianye will not be able to hear it.
She couldn't even hear her own breathing or her own heartbeat. She just stared blankly, seeming to have forgotten that she was still alive.