The morning sun shines through the window lattice, bringing life to the world as always.
Qingcheng opened the window when he saw it, only to see Shuqi bringing a bouquet of wild flowers from nowhere.
The faint fragrance of the flowers finally dissipated some of the medicinal smell in the room.
"Sister, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Shuqi looked at his junior sister in charge in surprise.
Ever since his master passed away, Shuqi had never seen his junior sister in charge care so much about anything.
However, Shuqi immediately smiled and thought that if he were another disciple like him, he might be so worried, so he said softly: "Junior sister, don't worry, I see that my nephew's complexion has recovered, and I think the internal injuries are no longer serious.
What's more, junior sister You use your own internal power to open up his meridians, and with the help of my sect's magical medicine, if my nephew can still be in trouble, wouldn't it mean that our Fengming Pavilion has a false reputation?"
Qingcheng nodded and wanted to say something, but she heard Yue Izuyun suddenly cough a few times while lying on the bed.
She immediately looked towards Yue Izuyun, just in time to see him trying to open his eyes, with an expression as if he hadn't realized where he was yet.
Confused, he asked: "What time is it?
Why did the sword disappear in the blink of an eye?"
"What sword?
Where is the sword?
Disciple, are you dreaming?"
Qingcheng heard Yue Izuyun talking to herself and asked with a smile.
"I don't know.
I seemed to see a short sword.
That sword felt so familiar to me, and I didn't want to avoid that sword when it wanted to kill me."
"That must be what you dreamed about.
Don't worry.
As long as Master is here, no one in the capital can kill you."
Only then did Yue Izumo react.
He turned around and looked at the decorations in the room and said, "It turns out I was really dreaming.
I thought I was dead this time, but I didn't expect to survive."
"Bah, bah, bah, what's the point of death?
Your master has finally found a good apprentice.
It's too late to pamper him.
My nephew, when you wake up, you will prove that your internal injuries are no longer harmful.
I will prepare some food for you.
You master and apprentice Let’s talk first.”
Yue Izuyun looked at Shuqi after hearing this, but saw her turn around and leave with a smile after she finished speaking.
Looking at Qingcheng again, she wanted to say thank you but suddenly didn't know how to say it.
The smell of medicine in the room was very strong.
Yue Izuyun took a deep breath, but then the expression on his face became very strange, and he couldn't help but turn his attention to Qingcheng again.
Qingcheng felt a little uncomfortable with such a look.
She immediately got up and came to the window with her back to Yue Izuyun and asked: "Apprentice, what are you looking at me like this?"
Yue Izumo didn't answer the question, but asked calmly: "How long have I slept?"
"Ah," Qingcheng was stunned when he heard this, and then said, "How can you still call it sleep?
I don't know what method you used to make your internal power go out of control and go crazy.
Although this can temporarily have stronger internal power, but you You barely managed to activate the song to make a shadow.
How could this little internal energy be enough?
But fortunately, you were not backlashed by the out-of-control internal energy.
It seems that you are indeed destined to Fengming Pavilion, otherwise how could you understand the song just by seeing Fengming.
The shadows make music.”
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Yue Izumo smiled bitterly.
In the situation at that time, he had no choice.
It was either life or death.
Even if he died, he would have to support a few people.
Unexpectedly, the person behind the scenes was determined to kill him and actually sent two groups of killers. .
"It seems that I just passed out all night, and you didn't sleep all night."
Yue Izuyun turned around and asked in a deep voice.
"Apprentice, how do you know?
No, you should have been unconscious the whole time.
How could you possibly know?"
There is no such master.
Yue Izuyun complained secretly in his heart, but a slight smile appeared on his face.
His eyes stopped at Qingcheng's back, and he felt a little touched that Yue Izuyun didn't come.
In the world of martial arts, just the words "master and disciple" can do this.
His master is really simple.
"You followed me last night?"
Yue Izuyun asked again.
"Well, I was planning to come back home, but I saw that you were picked up by someone who didn't look like a good person.
And I heard the little eunuch said that King Qingping was looking for you, so I became a little suspicious, so I followed behind.
Who knew these people were too much?
Be careful, I can only keep my distance, otherwise I will definitely be discovered by them."
Qingcheng then asked, "But how did you know, apprentice?"
"Master, has anyone ever said that you look cute like this?"
Yue Izuyun said with a smile, and then continued without waiting for Qingcheng to speak: "The smell of medicine is very strong in this room, and there is also a faint smell of blood.
You are not injured.
But there is the smell of blood on my body, so the smell of blood naturally comes from others.
There were many people who killed me last night.
Logically speaking, I couldn't survive at all, but I still showed up here alive, which means that you were present at the time, and then you were removed.
Those killers were lost, so that’s why it smells like blood.”
"Most women hate the smell of blood on themselves, but this smell of blood has always existed, which proves that you haven't changed your clothes since you brought me back.
In addition, after staying up all night, although you can't see the dark circles under your eyes, you My eyes are still a little red.
If nothing happens, just go and rest.
I’m fine.”
"Haha, you are indeed my disciple.
He is smart and trustworthy.
As a teacher, he is also one of the famous masters in the world.
What does it matter if he just stays up late?"
Yue Izumo nodded: "That's right, most of the girls like you in our early years are night owls."
"Is that your hometown?
What a strange custom."
Qingcheng sighed after hearing this.
"But why would someone hunt you?
It stands to reason that you are from Yunzhong City.
Before you became a luthier, you were just a cook.
It is impossible to provoke enemies.
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But the killer in this capital actually sent so many people to besiege you.
It is obviously necessary.
It’s completely unreasonable to put you to death.”
"I don't have any clue.
It's as if a wave of people suddenly appeared and wanted to play a life-or-death game with me.
In fact, this is not the first time such a pursuit.
These killers appeared after leaving Yunzhong City.
"Why did they want to kill me, and why did they do it last night, I can't guess," Yue Izuyun recalled softly.
"If you can't guess, then don't think about it.
Anyway, with the master here, those killers can't hurt you at all.
You just woke up, don't think too much.
Also, if you regain your physical strength, you can meditate to restore your internal strength.
Although last night You went crazy last night, but it was a blessing in disguise that your meridians are fully connected.
If you practice your inner strength, you will make great progress."
Yue Izuyun was stunned, wondering if being obsessed with the music style really has such an effect.
Unexpectedly, Qingcheng saw it, and immediately understood his thoughts, and said angrily: "Don't think that being obsessed has such an effect.
It's simple.
If I hadn't used my inner strength to open up your meridians, you would have died by now.
Don't act so recklessly in the future.
I am your master.
If anything happens, it will be my master who will take care of you."
"Yes."
Yue Izumo responded lightly, and a warmth arose in his heart.
After being in this world for so long, Yue Izumo, who had seen all the warmth and coldness of human beings, had never felt such a feeling of being cared for by others.
At that moment, he couldn't help but ask.
One sentence.
"Master" "What's wrong" "It's okay, I just want to call you":