I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Chapter 243 Master Bai Yueguang, You Smell So Good (113)

PS: Ladies, a chapter of more than 5,000 words is really too long, so let’s divide it into two chapters. Sorry, those who have read it don’t need to read this chapter or the next one.

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Tried to control Ye Zhao, but found it was useless.

Jiuyi was shocked and angry. What was going on?

He struggled hard to control Ye Zhao, but failed after trying several times.

After being pecked in the eye by an eagle while hunting eagles all day, he was furious and asked, "What are you doing?"

At the moment, he has not realized that Ye Zhao's cultivation has all returned.

It was while he was in a coma that everyone in the Jiugong Sect was united in giving it to him, but they never told him because they were afraid he would not accept it.

He himself didn't know, so Jiuyi, a secretive guy, naturally couldn't know either.

At the moment, Ye Zhao ignored his temper and didn't care how out of control his emotions were.

He desperately hugged the body that belonged to Yu Jiuqing. He seemed to be able to see him through his eyes, which were filled with tears. "Master, I have no better way to prevent the tragedy from happening. This is the only way. You and I will share the same lifespan. This time we will go together and we will never be alone again."

Nine hundred years ago, they shouldn't have stayed, but fortunately they stayed, giving him the opportunity to take revenge.

It’s not too late to get everything back on track now.

"Okay." Yu Jiuqing's smile melted like ice and snow. Like countless times before, she firmly chose to indulge him.

Once they die, Jiuyi who occupies his body will die with them, which will solve this major problem.

This time I am worthy of my master, worthy of the world, and worthy of my disciple. What could be more perfect than this in the world?

Hearing his words, Ye Zhao clearly wanted to smile with joy, but tears kept falling and his voice choked, "You are the best, Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly circulated the spiritual power around his body.

The person who is obviously the most afraid of pain, who once gave up on himself and wanted to give up his bottom line in order to survive, is now controlling the ice silk with a determination of burning his boats.

After all the ice threads were wrapped around three times, the ends penetrated the two people's bodies deeply like needle tips, and pierced the pillar with splattering blood.

The ice silk flashed with cold light, and blood flowed down.

Both of them were stabbed with holes and fell to the ground.

Jiuyi didn't care about his gradually fading vitality, and continued to run to Ye Zhao with all his strength, controlling him to complete the next formation.

The intricate and gorgeous black lotus pattern disappeared, replaced by a purple light lingering around the two of them, and countless petals fell like light snowflakes.

This means, success.

Jiuyi was ecstatic, his whole body trembling violently. He excitedly touched Ye Zhao, and said sincerely, "Master..."

The master who belongs only to him is finally back!

Instead of those fake ones.

Jiuyi wiped the blood off his face, then found that the blood on his hands had stained his master's clothes, so he quickly wiped it clean on himself.

He showed a sweet smile, but he hadn't smiled for a long time and now he had forgotten how to smile.

He tried hard to force a smile, but instead he looked like a puppet controlled by strings, which was weirdly funny.

He didn't feel anything at all. He straightened his clothes, wanting to greet his returning master in the best possible way.

At that time, he was not called Jiuyi.

His master was also called Ye Zhao, and he was still alive at that time.

The person lying in his arms moved her eyelids, like a butterfly spreading its wings to fly, and it took several attempts before she slowly opened her eyes.

At that moment, Jiuyi had cold sweat on his back, and he held his breath, not daring to breathe.

However, the person he was thinking about suddenly opened his eyes, and when he was not paying attention, stabbed his heart with the long sword that Su Yu had transformed into.

"Pfft!"

Blood rolled down like pearls.

The sword pierced his body, leaving a part on his back. The tip of the sword flashed coldly and blood rolled down.

Red flowers bloomed on the ground again.

Jiuyi was suddenly hit by the sword, vomited three liters of blood, and fell to the ground.

Looking at Ye Zhao, he didn't see any sign of recognition from the other party. His ecstasy was replaced by astonishment, disappointment and anger.

His master didn’t come back?

The soul-summoning formation failed!

Jiuyi glared at him fiercely with red eyes, full of resentment, "Why did you fail? Why did you fail?"

Ye Zhao did not answer.

She lifted her leg and stepped over his body, like a white ghost between heaven and earth.

He walked forward unsteadily, looking at everything with an arrogant look on his face, singing the song from his childhood.

I haven't sung for a long time, so not only do I sound a little clumsy, but even my tone has changed.

People inside and outside the Nine Star Hall heard the song being sung like this:

"There is a Ye family in Zhennan City. A young man from the Ye family was eighteen years old. He went out to gain experience and met a female warrior. The two of them became a couple."

Jiuyi was tired of hearing these sentences.

Hearing this again, he was enraged. When he opened his mouth, the blood surging in his mouth stuck to his teeth, revealing a sinister tone, "You are an impostor. You only know this sentence. You impostors occupy other people's bodies, and you are blind and blind. You can't see it, or you turn a blind eye."

Pointing at Ye Zhao and cursing.

Then, he pointed to all the people in the Nine Star Palace behind him.

His master, the master who belonged only to him, was able to sing it completely.

This is how he has distinguished things over the years.

However, every imposter cannot sing the second half.

Ye Zhao may have heard it, or may not have. He just walked down the white jade steps step by step with difficulty and continued to chant.

At this moment, Jiuyi's sneer froze completely on his face, as if he had pressed the pause button. He heard a song from another world—

"They were happily married and gave birth to their only son, Zhao Zhao."

"Zhao Zhao is lively and cute. Mom and Dad have loved him ever since."

"Zhao Zhao wants to follow his father and mother's example and go out and find a young wife."

"From now on, let her listen to this song, and then we can go home together to see our parents."

The blurry face in Jiuyi's eyes gradually became clear, and shock struck him like lightning.

My thoughts froze at this moment.

Her lips trembled slightly and she wanted to speak, but her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton and she couldn't utter a word.

Then, a deep fear came like a tide, engulfing his body and mind.

The eyes filled with hostility became confused and empty.

The only person who could sing this song completely was his real master Ye Zhao.

He could sing it, which meant that he and his master were the same person.

The real Ye Zhao is back...

Can……

He did many things to harm his master, not those fake ones, but the real master he had lived with in the first plane...

"Ahhh!"

“What on earth have I done!”

Suddenly waking up from a dream, Jiuyi covered his ears in despair and backed away repeatedly.

Endless regret spread like vines in his heart, his face turned pale, veins bulged on his forehead, his hands were clenched tightly, and his nails dug deep into his palms.

Pain washed over him like a flood, and he murmured to himself, "How could it be you... It turns out that the person in front of me has always been my sweetheart..."

What did he do?

There was an unprecedented panic on Jiuyi's face, like a helpless child.

His brain urgently told him that he must do something, otherwise he would never be able to keep this person.

Jiuyi crawled up to him, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and spoke slowly, afraid of scaring him. "Master, I am Hua Jingmian from another dimension. Do you still remember? I have been looking for you for a long time, for more than 20,000 years, just for this moment of meeting. Master, please look at me..."

"I thought I said that I never want to see you again in this life, and you don't want to look for me again."

Ye Zhao didn't even glance at him, and resolutely pulled out the piece of clothing, leaving only his gradually leaving back...

He couldn't remember how long he had been walking, and when he regained consciousness, he had fallen into the arms of Hua Jingmian who had rushed over.

Seeing his miserable state, Hua Jingmian rushed to rescue him, but he was only a mortal now and could do nothing. He could only wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Someone, come, anyone, please save him!!"

Ye Zhao stroked his face and shook his head gently, "I wanted to see you, and you came. It's great."

Hua Jingmian burst into tears and was so sad that she couldn't speak.

Ye Zhao was filled with endless sorrow and guilt. "I'm a terrible person. The Ye family was wiped out because of me, as was the war nine hundred years ago. I was also stubborn in resurrecting my master, but I never noticed that something was wrong with him. He did stupid things for me and harmed Su Yu. What's worse is that I took you in as my disciple, but I used you to hurt you so badly..."

"Don't take other people's mistakes on yourself. It's the murderer who should kowtow and atone for his sins, not the victim's family or the victim himself." Hua Jingmian corrected him sternly, then said in a nonchalant tone, "As for me, you don't owe me anything. What's mine is yours, including my life. It's just a bead. Give it to him as a gift to my master."

What's wrong with being able to pay the price and take on everything for Master?

Ye Zhao couldn't stop vomiting blood and couldn't hear much of what he said. His face was as pale as paper. "Please help me one more time. Try to ascend. If possible, resurrect my family for me. Master, extend the love you have for me to others. Love everyone, love all living things, love the world. Don't follow the example of that person who claimed to be another you, causing all parallel worlds to collapse and plunge into endless war... cough cough cough..."

After taking revenge by slaying his last enemy, he could finally give his family an explanation and face them with dignity. But he didn't have the energy to do the rest. He was so tired...

There was an endless struggle raging in his heart, his facial muscles were distorted with sadness, and his eyes were full of contradictions.

On one hand, there was reluctance and deep affection for him, and on the other hand, there was the painful pleading in his eyes...

Finally, under that pleading gaze, Hua Jingmian's eyes gradually became determined, and tears rolled down his cheeks.