Mu Yu seemed to be stunned at the other end, and remained silent for a long time.
Xie Zhiwei's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he finally let out a dry sound: "Apprentice... are you okay?"
Mu Yu coughed lightly, and said repeatedly: "Okay, the disciple is fine, Master, please rest assured."
What's so good, the situation is so obvious and you still say yes, who will believe it
Xie Zhiwei twitched the corner of his mouth, but couldn't say anything. The one who asked knowingly was obviously himself.
In the darkness, Mu Yu spoke quickly, as if he was in a hurry: "The disciple regretted withdrawing from the dream the night before, and the master has worked hard for the disciple for days, but the disciple is still messing around. The disciple knows his mistake, and the disciple will never stop." I won't be angry with Master, Master, don't be angry... Could it be because Master was angry with his disciple that he couldn't sleep last night?"
Xie Zhiwei said: "No."
Mu Yu suddenly lost his courage, and his voice began to tremble: "Then, is it because the master doesn't want to see his disciple...so he doesn't want to fall asleep?"
Xie Zhiwei immediately said: "It's not that I don't want to see you, it's that I can't see you. I'm afraid I will exhaust your spiritual power as a teacher."
Mu Yu didn't seem to expect him to answer like this, tried his best to restrain himself, but his voice trembled even more: "Master really thinks so?"
"Ok."
Hearing this promise, Mu Yu smiled softly.
This space is invisible. Xie Zhiwei's eyes were pure darkness, like the curtain call of a movie, like fireworks burnt out, like a deep sleep that will wake up sooner or later.
Xie Zhiwei stared blankly at the darkness, but said: "You have to be good, you know?"
Mu Yu didn't know what he heard from these words, he calmed down unexpectedly, and said softly: "Master, can the disciple tell the truth?"
Xie Zhiwei collected himself and said, "Of course."
Mu Yu said: "Master, this disciple is in great pain, it really hurts... This disciple can't hold on any longer, and I can still hear Master's voice at this moment, that's enough."
Xie Zhiwei shrank his pupils, and said in a deep voice, "Not enough, how could it be enough?"
He took a deep breath and tried to slow down his tone: "You are only twenty years old, and your life is still very long. You have not done many things, and you have not experienced all kinds of things in this world. How can you stop here? "
Mu Yu seemed to have a little hope: "For example?"
Xie Zhiwei was stunned, gritted his teeth, and tried to follow the original description: "Moon Island in the South China Sea is like spring all the year round, with beautiful scenery. The sea of clouds and thousands of miles of glaciers in the Wansheng Mountain in northern Xinjiang are like fairyland. Especially at sunrise, The sky and the earth seem to be covered with golden light, which is very beautiful."
Mu Yu said: "...it's very beautiful."
"It's still close. There is a maple forest under the Daozong Yiyi Cliff. It is very red now, and it is especially bright against the ice and snow... You have never seen this one. When you go back to Daozong, you must go and have a look."
Mu Yu's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible: "Don't say that you can't go back to Daozong, even if you go back, the disciple will... the disciple has never seen any scenery in his life."
Xie Zhiwei twitched his brows slightly, almost closed his eyes and said: "If I watch it with you as a teacher... how about it?"
Xie Zhiwei is the most selfish and greedy one.
Even though there is little hope, he still insists on asking Mu He to wait for him. Mu Yu is the strongest and most stubborn person in the world. He can bluntly say that it hurts and that he can't bear it, which proves that he is really in pain, and the degree of pain is definitely beyond Xie Zhiwei's imagination.
Xie Zhiwei couldn't hear Mu Kui's response, and guessed that Mu Kui might be imagining the situation where he and he looked at the maple red at the moment, but maybe he was disappointed by his self-deception.
If it's the latter, he'll feel better. If the former... Heh, then Xie Zhiwei is really nothing.
The hateful thing is that a person like him still has an option.
Xie Zhiwei finally heard Mu Yu speak: "If so, it must be the most beautiful scenery in the world."
Xie Zhiwei slowly curled up his fingers, clenched them tightly, and his nails sank into the flesh.
Mu Yu suddenly changed the subject: "Master, the disciple still wants to know... Will the master be very sad after the disciple dies?"
Xie Zhiwei said indifferently: "You once told Miss Tantai that if you died, even if you would shed a tear as a teacher, you would not hesitate to try, right?"
"… yes."
Xie Zhiwei said: "You must really want to know, that's why you asked several times."
Mu He thought he was about to answer, and became nervous: "Yes, Master."
Xie Zhiwei suddenly smiled, and said softly: "If you really want to know, just stick to it until the last moment, and I will tell you as a teacher."
Mu Yu lost his voice and said: "Master, this disciple doesn't understand..."
Before the words were finished, the coda stopped abruptly. Mu Yu's spiritual power was so weak that he couldn't continue, and the dream dissipated.
Xie Zhiwei opened his eyes immediately, the fire light cast a thin red on his face, but his eyes were so clear that no impurities could be seen.
As dusk fell, the sky above the capital city was full of dust, and the city tower was stained with blood.
Timetable remaining: one hour.
Chu Zhi was startled when he saw Xie Zhiwei sitting up suddenly, and hurriedly said, "Second senior brother, are you awake? You seem to be really tired after sleeping for so long."
No wonder the dream is so short, yet consumes so much time. Xie Zhiwei originally thought that he fell into the dream quickly, but now it seems the opposite, Mu He must have spent a lot of energy to fall into his dream.
There is really no time, he is too, and so is Mu Qian.
Xie Zhiwei grabbed the Qingping sword, walked out of the ruins without saying a word, and headed straight for the flames. Seeing him, the king of Jiuzhou immediately stood up: "Xie Zhiwei, look quickly."
Xie Zhiwei's eyes were in the magic circle, and he didn't hear it for a while, the King of Kyushu simply ran over to block his way, and raised the "dog" hanging on his hand: "What do you think this is?"
Only then was Xie Zhiwei willing to take a look at the past.
The claws of the "dog"'s front legs were like hooks, and the inside was full of ashes. Above the bottom pad, there was a piece of white blood-stained cloth imbedded impressively.
Xie Zhiwei suddenly grabbed the front leg, and the "dog" whined in pain, biting the King of Kyushu while glaring fiercely at Xie Zhiwei.
The king of Jiuzhou said excitedly: "Xie Zhiwei, this material is worn by Wang'er! It was torn from Wang'er's clothes! This blood must belong to Wang'er!"
Others had heard the movement and rushed over, Yan Zhifei said: "So, the snow raccoon can enter the magic circle?"
Chu Zhi asked: "Is this fat cat able to go in?" He said, pinching the piece of cloth from the "dog"'s paw and handing it to Xie Zhiwei, "If you can use its ability, the second senior brother will Don't be so worried."
When the "dog" saw that the owner's things were taken away, he was immediately enraged. He gave up the King of Kyushu as the target of his attack. With a "meow", he jumped up on the King of Kyushu and went straight to Chu Zhishi.
Under everyone's shocked eyes, it continued to bite Chu Zhi's one-armed swing.
Of course Chu Zhi would not treat the fat cat as a national treasure like the King of Kyushu. He frowned and called Chen Daoyuan: "Come and pull it off for me, pinch the back of its neck, yes, hard, cats have to do this."
"Dog" was used to being served by people, and had never been treated like this before. Scratching the back of his neck made him very uncomfortable, and he made a threatening "wow" sound from his throat.
King of Kyushu said: "Stop it quickly, the snow raccoon beast will use its spiritual power to hurt people when it gets ruthless."
But it was too late, "Dog"'s fur was blown upside down like a feather duster, and at the same time, silvery white burst out from its blue eyes, and soon its whole body was shrouded in the same color of brilliance.
Chen Daoyuan groaned, "It's so cold and it hurts" again and again, and hurriedly let go. Chu Zhi was miserable, the place where he was bitten turned red with frostbite instantly, and grinned in pain. Seeing this, Xie Zhiwei hurried forward and cast a forbidden curse on the "dog".
And when his fingertips touched the "dog"'s fluff, he felt icy cold.
With a wave of his hand, Chu Zhi threw the immobile "dog" to the edge of the fire.
Everyone's eyes were wide open, and there was still a little silvery white luster left on the "dog", touching the red light in the fire scene. The red light seemed to be stung, shaking violently, shrinking, not daring to get any closer to the "dog".
The King of Kyushu stared at the "dog" closely, and said incredulously, "This is just..."
Xie Zhiwei suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, suddenly came to his senses, and murmured: "This is moonlight."
Du Sheng clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the snow raccoon is a holy beast that suppresses the demons, no wonder it is not afraid of this magic circle."
Yan Zhifei frowned and said, "How can we use the moonlight on the snow raccoon?"
Everyone looked at each other, but Xie Zhiwei laughed suddenly, and then he laughed like crazy several times.
Everyone was taken aback by him, Chu Zhi was surprised and said, "Second Senior Brother, is everything alright?"
Xie Zhiwei stopped talking, and walked quickly towards the "dog", who glared at him with an unyielding attitude. Xie Zhiwei clicked on its forbidden spell, and it jumped up instantly, staring at Xie Zhiwei covetously.
But it has tasted Xie Zhiwei's strength, and it is very cautious, not daring to attack immediately.
Seeing it like this, Xie Zhiwei sighed in disappointment, and slapped it hard on the head.
The "dog" was beaten almost on his back, a little stunned, and when he reacted, he was furious. It had never been humiliated like this before. With a roar, it bit Xie Zhiwei recklessly.
Xie Zhiwei stretched out his neck: "Bite here, good boy."
"Dog" did as he wished, biting the most tender part of his neck quickly and firmly, and did not let go, while bursting out a lot of brilliance all over his body.
Everyone was dumbfounded by his behavior, and they were about to ask him what he was doing, when they suddenly let out an exclamation at the same time.
——Xie Zhiwei took the "dog" biting his neck, crossed the flames, and rushed into the magic circle.
Timetable remaining: half an hour.
Xie Zhi sweated a little on his forehead, and squeezed the "dog"'s buttocks fiercely. The "dog" bit even more fiercely, and Guanghua almost covered him from head to toe.
The places that were not covered, such as the toes and the top of the head, were all hot, and the body that had been cultivated for a hundred years was also burnt out. Fortunately, there is still a golden lotus body guard, which is not burnt.
His eyes were full of red light, like the bottom of the blood river back then. The same is to save Mu Gan, the difference is that there are ruins, pools are dry, rockeries are broken, green halls and cottages are all ruins, and a maze of ravines and ravines is piled up.
Xie Zhiwei can still sense the presence of wicker.
Of course, this little bit of spiritual power on the wicker can't withstand the torment of the magic circle. At this time, Mu Xi is still protecting this thing.
Thanks to him for protecting him.
Xie Zhiwei didn't care about the pain on his body, and hurried forward with his sword, his heart beat faster and faster, and Mu Kui was getting closer and closer to him.
And his time is running out.
Suddenly his feet trembled, Xie Zhiwei swayed and managed to stabilize himself. Then a palm wind came quickly.
Xie Zhiwei's heart shuddered, and he dodged instinctively.
He cursed in his heart, stood with his back to the scorched dead wood, raised his head and said coldly: "Get out of the way!"
Yin Cangshan, with disheveled hair, stood beside a stone well under a rockery. There was blood on his mouth, but he still smiled ferociously: "Okay, if you die obediently, I'll get out of the way."