Chapter 213 Xie Qingsong

"Master, why do Tian Chao and the others want to kill you?" Zhuo Yan couldn't help but ask as he helped the man sit on the simple bed.

He didn't know how many times he had asked this question, but the master never answered it seriously.

I originally thought that the master would not tell him this time, but...

"I didn't want to involve you in this old incident, but Tian Chao and the others obviously can't let you go, so I will tell you about it..."

After saying these words, the man's breathing became heavier, and it took him a while to recover.

"After hearing this old story, you will understand that they actually had a reason to kill me, and it was also the result of my own fault."

"Master, you are definitely not a bad person. I have always believed in this!" Zhuo Yan said seriously: "No matter what kind of hidden secrets there are, I believe in the master's character!"

"Everyone is young and everyone makes mistakes. What I did was a big mistake!"

The man lifted his legs and put them on the bed. As the bed board creaked, the man leaned his body against the wall.

"That was eighteen years ago..."

The man opened his mouth slowly and then closed his mouth. Zhuo Yan looked at the master strangely, wondering why he stopped.

"Now that you're here, why don't you stand up openly instead of being secretive?" The man sighed, despair flashing in his eyes. Is it really impossible to escape?

Upon hearing these words, Zhuo Yan stood in front of his master, mobilized his water magic power, and looked at the dilapidated door nervously.

"I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to go to Kunyang City to survive."

Su Yian said as he opened the door and walked in.

Zhuo Yan found that the master, who was breathing heavily, started to tremble when he heard this person's voice. When he saw the person walking in, he even struggled to get up.

"Master!" Zhuo Yan's face changed slightly, and he thought he was the master's enemy. He glared at Su Yian angrily: "Who are you? Don't even think about hurting my master!"

"Shut up!"

The master who had always loved him so much kicked him in the butt, making him blind instantly.

what happens? Master actually hit me? !

"Why don't you help me up!" The man who was struggling to get up shouted at Zhuo Yan.

Zhuo Yan hurried over and helped his master up, even though he was still in a daze.

"Disciple Xie Qingsong meets the master!"

In Zhuo Yan's stunned expression, his master actually knelt in front of this stranger and even called him "master"? !

Am I dreaming?

This guy who appears here looks younger than me. I'm afraid he's not even twenty years old. His master is nearly fifty years old. He actually calls a teenage boy "master"? !

This is too subversive of the three views!

Su Yian looked at Xie Qingsong and said calmly: "I didn't accept you as my apprentice, so don't scream."

"You don't, but what's the difference between what you did and what you did back then?"

At first, Xie Qingsong was an outer disciple of the Taoist sect. With his qualifications, he would never be able to become an inner disciple in his life. Until one day, he accidentally met Su Yian who was practicing at a waterfall.

Although Su Yian was young at that time, as a disciple of Yuan Tianfeng, the leader of the Taoist North Sect, he had a high status in the Taoist sect.

At that time, Xie Qingsong recognized at a glance that the clothes Su Yi'an was wearing were purple Taoist robes that only important disciples of the Taoist sect were qualified to wear, so he wanted to quit, because these important disciples had weird tempers, and the most taboo was for someone to spy on their practice. Once they were discovered , the consequences are very serious.

But Xie Qingsong hesitated. Because he gained a lot of insights from the exercises Su Yian practiced at that time, he decided to continue peeping.

Of course, Su Yian caught him peeping, but he didn't say anything from beginning to end, and later even called Xie Qingsong out to chat for a few words.

At that time, Xie Qingsong knew that this child, who was more than twenty years younger than him, had already discovered that he was peeping, but he did not reveal it and allowed himself to realize it.

As an outer disciple, there is nothing more touching than being treated as an equal by a superior genius. So from then on, Xie Qingsong has been chasing Su Yian to become his disciple. Of course, Su Yian never agreed.

Then one day, Xie Qingsong disappeared from Su Yian's sight and never appeared again.

Su Yian was a little concerned at first, but not long after, Yuan Tianfeng sent him to King Dingbei to join the army, and then he gradually forgot about this person.

The person I originally thought I would never see again met me tonight because of Zhuo Yan's stealing methods. I have to say that fate is really unpredictable.

"If you, the apprentice, hadn't stolen my wallet, I wouldn't have chased you here and found you." Su Yian stopped worrying about the issue of address, but turned to look at Zhuo Yan and said.

"Ghostly Detective, tsk, I really miss your magic."

"Master is so ridiculous!" Xie Qingsong said quickly: "If it weren't for your guidance, I wouldn't have been able to create this magic."

After that, he yelled at Zhuo Yan: "How dare you steal Master's wallet?! Why don't you apologize and admit your mistake quickly!"

"No need." Su Yian waved his hand: "But you, where did you go back then, suddenly disappeared, and you were so seriously injured."

"Master, you are still injured, don't yell so loudly, what if you hurt your body?!" Zhuo Yan said quickly.

"I'm still hurt..."

Because he was so excited when he saw Su Yian, he forgot about the pain. At this moment, Xie Qingsong felt dizzy, as if a stone was pressed on his chest, and he couldn't breathe.

Su Yian frowned slightly, took a step forward, came to Xie Qingsong, then directly grabbed Xie Qingsong's wrist, injected his pure magic power into his body, and activated the healing technique at the same time.

"This man is seriously injured!"

In the spiritual world, Ling'er flew out of the spiral nebula, put his hands on his hips and said: "All the meridians are damaged, most of the magic seeds are destroyed, especially the heart veins, which are severely damaged. It is really a miracle that he can survive to this day."

"Is there any way to save it?" Su Yian asked.

"Yes, but you are too weak and you can't do it no matter how hard you try."

"Then let's help him relax, right?"

"Yes, but this person only has about ten days left to live. He was too excited just now. He can only live until tomorrow..."

"Let him spend tonight in peace." Su Yian said.

"Okay, let me show you what I am capable of!"

Ling'er was seen holding a wonderful seal with both hands, and a pure color magic formula appeared, emerging from Su Yian's palm through the magic bridge.

Then this magic formula entered Xie Qingsong's body, and Su Yian clearly felt that all of Xie Qingsong's damaged meridians were temporarily replenished and repaired, just like ordinary people!

"Awesome, what kind of magic is this?" Su Yian asked curiously. He could feel that the function of this magic was not only to repair damaged meridians, but also to extend a person's source of life, thus extending a certain period of time. life.

If you can learn this magic, you can forcefully pull the dying person back from hell for a while, and then get some useful information.

Su Yian couldn't help but think of the plot on TV. An important character was lying in the arms of the protagonist, rambled on without naming the murderer, and then ran out of energy when he was about to say it, which made a large audience anxious to death.

If there was this magic, these problems would not exist.

"Returning to the light." Ling'er said proudly, but then she seemed to have thought of something and said dejectedly: "It's not as good as your magic."

"This magic is much more convenient than mine, has fewer restrictions, and is easier to promote." Su Yian said: "Praise you!"

"Humph!" Ling'er looked like he was very useful.

Zhuo Yan clearly felt that his master's vitality had become stronger, as if he was a few years younger and all the injuries on his body were healed!

"What kind of healing magic is this that has such a miraculous effect?!"

Xie Qingsong felt the long-lost strength, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten. It had been over a year. How many years had he not felt so full? !

"Don't be happy." Su Yian poured a basin of cold water on him directly: "You are too seriously injured and can't live for a few days. I just piled the few days you have left into one day. At this time tomorrow, you will probably die. ”

"You!" Zhuo Yan suddenly became angry: "You actually shortened my master's lifespan, you bastard!!!" As he said that, he waved his fist at Su Yian.

"Stop!" Xie Qingsong glared at Zhuo Yan: "I know my body best. Master, this is the best choice, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to survive just now, and..."

"I have no regrets in dying in this state!"

"Master!" Zhuo Yan's eyes suddenly turned red: "I don't want you to leave me."

"Life and death are fate, don't be so sad." Xie Qingsong sighed: "You are already so old, stop crying and thinking about a child."

"master!"

Su Yian let go of Xie Qingsong's wrist, ignored the sobbing Zhuo Yan, and asked, "How did you get such an injury?"

"I remember you were already a high-level magician when you left the Taoist sect. With your cautious character, how did you offend others?"

"Is it related to that person named Tian Chao?"

"You were here then, why didn't you come forward?!" Zhuo Yan stopped sobbing and stared at Su Yian with wide eyes.

"Please be quiet for a while." Xie Qingsong patted Zhuo Yan on the head: "Listen to me!"

Then, he looked at Su Yian: "This matter started eighteen years ago."

"Eighteen years ago? Also related to Tian Chao?!" Zhuo Yan spoke subconsciously.

"Quiet and listen."

Xie Qingsong sat on the bed and looked at Su Yian: "Back then..."

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(To be continued)