Xin Yang was locked in an ice cell, leaning against the corner and hugging her knees, her small body curled up into a ball, shivering with cold.
The original ruddy and cute little round face was stiff as if covered with a layer of snow, and his long eyelashes seemed to tremble with frost, apricot eyes closed tightly, occasionally murmured: "Master..."
"Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang?"
Suddenly a soft shout came, and Xin Yang's eyelashes moved and opened a gap, slightly surprised: "Ye Yun, Xiao Bai... why are you here?"
Ye Yun grabbed the door of Xuanbing prison and looked at the weak girl on the ground. His eyes were anxiously red: "Xiao Yang, how about you, does it matter?"
Xin Yangqiang bent her mouth corners: "I'm fine, Master...what happened?" Master suffered several severe blows for her, and in the end it bleeds even more. Master's skills are strong and she has never seen Master injured. She was dreaming of Master these days, and Master walked in a hurry that day, I am afraid it was also to heal her injuries.
Ye Yun hammered the ice gate hard: "He has put you in the ice prison, do you still think about him?"
The light in Xin Yang's eyes dimmed, and her eyelids dropped: "I did something wrong, and Master put me in the ice prison."
Ye Yun was so iron and steel, angrily took out a gold stove from his arms and put it down, and walked out without looking back.
Xin Yang pursed his small mouth lightly, covering the golden furnace with his stiff fingers, instantly warming a lot.
Xiaobai stepped forward: "Xiao Yang, don't worry, Ye Yun is the knife-mouthed tofu heart. This golden stove was specially found from the palace for you~"
Xin Yang rounded his face and sighed, "I know Ye Yun is good to me, but I can't help him."
The cold air around the ice prison was deep into the bones, Xiaobai laughed, and the rabbit ears curled up: "Xiao Yang, how are you doing these days?"
Xin Yang carried Xiaojinlu into his arms: "I'm really fine, Xiaobai, tell me the truth, how is Master?"
Xiaobai was a little embarrassed, and he was hesitant to speak: "Respect, respect him..."
Xin Yang thought "what's wrong with Master?"
"My lord has been shutting himself in the Palace of Luochen for the past few days, and a barrier is set up outside, and no one is allowed to approach." Xiaobai said honestly.
Xin Yang's brows tightened: "Xiaobai, you said...Is the master hurt badly?"
She should have thought that the master is the body of the gods, and it must be extremely hurt to make the master bleed.
Xiaobai shook his head: "I don't know about this, Xiao Yang, you should take care of yourself first!"
Xin Yang lowered her head sadly, she was so worried about Master...
"Don't worry, Xiao Yang, I will help you stare over there, I will tell you if there is any trouble!"
"Thank you Xiaobai."
Yao Yin hasn't been to the Tongtian Pillar for a long time. On the Tongtian Pillar, Continual Breathing and Stopping Realm is a good place to feel the calamity, but here is the chaotic spiritual power of Ruoyouruowu, which ordinary immortals can't bear.
The red light flashed slightly, and Yao Yin instantly appeared near the Tongtian Pillar. She was about to fuse the Wuwangzhu, and the chaotic aura of the Tongtian Pillar might help her.
However, she was about to approach, and she stopped.
Although she was only thinning her back, she definitely wouldn't admit her mistake in that white dress.
Yao Yin frowned slightly, and then changed his mind to react. Xizhijie was originally Luohua's territory, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly, preparing to leave.
But the chaotic spiritual energy around him suddenly weaved and condensed, until it formed a white enchantment.
Yao's tone changed and he tried to force his way, but was eventually bounced back by that strength and trapped in the white mist.
"Since it's here, why bother to go." The cool voice sounded slowly.
Yao Yin turned his head, looked at the slender figure, and said coldly, "My respect is what this means."
The man did not turn around, and only spoke again after a long while: "Yao Yao, I have something to ask you."
"What's the matter."
"Yao Yao, since you look back in time, you have been convinced that my feelings with Xiao Yang are extraordinary, so you have known about Zhu Xintai, right?"
Yao Yin was silent for a moment and moved his lips: "Yes."
The white spirit in the air slowly squirmed, blocking them in front of them, and for a while, the smoke was filled and the eyes were hazy.
"That day, Huaqing Wonderland, you said...Don't take the blood of your heart, this is true or false."
There was a slight tingling pain across Yao Yin's heart, and his hand touched his chest lightly, but his tone was flat: "When a fake is true, it is true and false. It can be seen that the truth in this world is true, true and false, and it is not important. ."
The white mist was a little dignified for a moment, and even the flow speed increased a little.
He still turned his back to her, his tone dumb and dumb: "Yao Yao, in the future... will it be impossible for us?"
For a moment, Yao Yin actually heard a choking in his words, as light as Hongyu, an imperceptible choking.
She closed her eyes, her face made no waves: "Yes."
In an instant, the aura suddenly surged, like clouds and mists, permeating the entire enchantment, and everything was white.
Under such chaotic spiritual power, Yao Yin suddenly felt a wisp of hostility, and when he was about to take a closer look, there was no trace of it.
In a short while, the mist gradually faded, scattered and overflowing bit by bit, until it changed back to its original appearance, and the eyes were clear again.
The figure did not change the slightest, and after a long time he said in a dumb voice: "Okay, take care of you in the future."
The voice fell, and the surrounding barriers suddenly opened. Not far away, you can see the occasional fairy who passes by.
Yao Yin didn't hesitate, turned around and flew straight out.
Luo Hua's fingertips trembled, and he slowly turned his head back, his eyes were slightly red, and his eyebrows were deep condensed, just looking at the red shadow...
He clenched his palms, the white light moved slightly, and disappeared in place.
Not far from here, Yao Yinfang saw Qing Li and Qing Ling standing by the stone fence, looking into the distance.
"Mother!" Xiao Pangdun was very happy to see her figure, and shook away Qingli's hand and ran over here swayingly.
Yaoyin caught him subconsciously, a little surprised: "Why are you here?"
Xiao Pangdun glanced at Qing Li, who was slowly approaching, and lay in Yaoyin's ear and whispered quietly: "Father said that my mother must be here, so I came to see my mother.
Yao Yin raised his eyebrows and expressed serious doubts about the authenticity of the little things' words: "Really?"
"Of course it is true. My father was worried that my mother would not be able to fuse the bead, so he went to the palace to find the mother, and found that the mother was not there, so he came here."
"Really?" Qing Li cares about her so much?
"Yeah!" Xiao Pangdun was determined.
Suddenly one hand pulled Qingling's braid and dragged him back: "Didn't you let you talk less."
Qing Ling yelled a few times and wanted to run to Yao Yin, but Qingli looked indifferent and could only settle down with grievances.
Yao Yin couldn't stand it anymore: "You take it easy."
Qingli glanced at the little thing, finally let go, and looked at her: "Just now, there is a layer of spiritual fog enchantment around the Tongtianzhu, is it your honor?"
After all, the chaotic spiritual power that originated from the Resting Realm was not something anyone could control.
"Yes," Yao Yin nodded, as if thinking of something, and then said: "I don't know why, I always feel that he is very weird recently."
Qingli's eyebrows moved slightly: "Where is weird."
"I can't tell you," Yao Yin shook off the inexplicable hostility and shook his head: "No matter, things that belong to the gods are beyond our control, let's go."
Qingli turned his eyes to the side: "How is Wuwangzhu fusion?"
"I am groping, I dare not make a joke about my life."
"Go to the Moon Palace, the constellation disk may help you."
A white light flashed in the ice prison, Xin Yang opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw the people outside the prison, he suddenly woke up.
"Master..." She stood up, but because her legs and feet were frozen stiff, she slumped down again.
Luo Hua's eyes moved, but his face was as cold as Xuanbing. After a long time, he said: "When did you give birth to this kind of thought?"
Xin Yang's face dropped a little bit, and she bit her lip anxiously: "Disciple, Disciples don't know..." She really didn't know when she was tempted. It was too late when she knew, maybe she never saw From the first glance of Master, she has already fallen.
Luo Hua's expression became even more pale: "Do you remember what I taught you for your teacher?"
Xin Yang tightly clasped Xiaojinlu: "The disciple remembers." From a young age, the master taught her personally, from the cultivation of immortals to the morals, justice and shame, and the master patiently explained to her.
"Being a teacher for one day and a father for life, you can understand that."
"The disciple understands," Xin Yang said, "but disciple can't control himself. Master is the best person to disciple in this world. Disciple shouldn't drag Master. Disciple is guilty..."
Master and disciple incest is not tolerated by the world. She understands that if she can, she is willing to bury this secret in her heart forever, just to live by her side forever.
But I don't know why, things have become like this, so that the master is also affected by her, and the world is ridiculed.
When Luo Hua listened to her words, he actually took two steps back. It turned out that he should be nice to Xiao Yang. Was this also the reason?
It turns out that he is the culprit...
He took a deep breath, frowned his eyebrows, and calmed his mind: "Being a teacher from you has always been the only righteousness to be a teacher."
With a sound of "bang", Xiao Jinlu fell to the ground, and Xin Yang froze. Although she had been mentally prepared, she still couldn't help herself when she heard the words from the master.
There has always been only the righteousness of mentoring and apprenticeship.
Now the master must be disgusted with her in his heart, and feel her filthy and unbearable like those people.
"Failing to teach you well is the teacher's fault. This time, the teacher will accept the remaining punishment for you."
"From now on, you can do it for yourself."
Xin Yang propped her hands on the ground, raised her small face, tears in her Xing eyes: "Master, is this... to drive the disciple away?"
"You and I are my master and apprentice, because of this."