[BL, MTL] The Villain and I are Best Friends (Quick Wear)

Chapter 119: My Apprentice and I are Best Friends (13)

The polar ice field, thunder bursts.

Black clouds continued to accumulate in the sky, so gloomy that they seemed to be able to crush everything. Standing under the black clouds with a sword in one hand, Lu Huai calmly waited for his Four Nine Thunder Tribulation.

His mood was unstable, and he had been stuck for two years at the last moment of the Nascent Soul Stage. Although he had not been able to get rid of his inner demons until now, the accumulation of spiritual energy had reached the peak of the Golden Core Stage. Even if Lu Huai didn't want to, he could He had to be forced to step into the threshold of Nascent Soul.

Sitting far away from being affected by the thunder and calamity, Lin Guo, who still hadn't found a suitable opportunity to show off his cards, frowned and looked under the calamity cloud, his expression full of anxiety and worry.

He could feel that Lu Huai was increasingly troubled by his inner demons in the past two years, but because of his physical limitations, the other party refused to communicate with him. Even if he was as strong as Lin Guo, he couldn't think of how to change from this euphemistic version of "I don't want to". "Listen to me or not" to break out of the situation.

Therefore, if grasped properly, this four-nine thunder tribulation, in which the inner demons must be faced head-on, may become the most critical turning point between the two.

The analysis in his mind was clear and logical, but at the moment when the thunder tribulation landed, Lin Guo couldn't help but feel his heart swell. He held his breath and looked at the blurry young man in the distance. Lin Guo squeezed his fists unconsciously. own hands.

"Boom -"

As if he had finally accumulated enough anger, a barrel-thick black thunder fell from the sky like a meteor, and then struck the boy in white with precision.

He raised his sword to face it. There was no magical weapon on the young man except Han Chan. The sword energy, which was white and dyed blue, roared out, splitting the terrifying thunder in half in an instant.

One-nine, two-nine, three-nine...

Just after the young man swung his sword and quickly cut down the forty-eighth thunder calamity, the calamity cloud containing the thunder suddenly stagnated, and then rose and fell together like breathing.

His pupils shrank, and Lu Huai couldn't help but straighten his back and hold Han Chan tightly. There were still burnt black wounds on the back of his hand injured by the thunder, but the young man seemed not to feel the pain and didn't even frown.

The last thunder of the four nine thunder tribulations is the inner demon tribulation called the "life and death barrier" in the world of cultivation.

No matter how well you disguise yourself on weekdays, even if you have forgotten those things long ago, in front of the law of heaven, anyone's secrets will be as uncoverable as a newborn baby.

"Crack--"

Mixed with the lightning that could light up the entire ice field in an instant, the last thunder disaster came in an instant with the force of wind and thunder. Without any unnecessary resistance, Lu Huai closed his eyes and let the dark thunder disaster Chopping off the head.

The howling wind on the ice field gradually disappeared. Lu Huai opened his eyes and found himself, without any surprise, in the secret room under Xuanchengzi's cave.

The lighting crystal embedded in the wall was dimly lit by itself, and the ever-extinguishing flame on the shelf was so hot that it made people panic. In the turbid and dirty air, Lu Huai could still clearly distinguish the smell of his own blood.

The limbs were tied to a torture frame made of spirit wood. There was a horrifying hole in the young man's back. The spine that supported the body was ruthlessly taken away. The young man survived by relying on the magic circle embedded in the body. Terrible as a legendary monster.

So is he still afraid of this moment?

Smiling to himself, Lu Huai didn't take the pain he was accustomed to at all to heart. He shook his hands and feet that were bound by the magic rope, and sure enough, he couldn't feel any magic power from his body.

"Disciple, are you awake?"

The transparent barrier was brushed aside, and a middle-aged man wearing a sect leader's uniform stepped in, with that disgusting hypocritical expression still on his face.

The man's face was rosy and his aura was mellow, and he had obviously refined the young man's best-quality demon bone. The illusion was so realistic that Lu Huai could actually feel a little looseness in the other man's realm.

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished." Xuan Chengzi was in a happy mood, but he was still cautious in his words and actions. Even if there was no one else around, he still told the big lie that had been hidden from the entire sect, "As the chief disciple of Jiuxiao, but Huai'er, don't blame me for being cruel."

"Don't call that name." He raised his eyes coldly, and suddenly a long sword with a simple pattern appeared in the hand of the black-haired young man. With his backhand, he cut the magic-binding rope that bound him, and with a swish, Lu Huai put his sword on Xuanchengzi's neck -

"You're not worthy."

Blood spattered, and the shameless man who was still alive and arrogant immediately collapsed to the ground. It turned into a plume of black smoke, and the wound on his back healed in the blink of an eye, and soon disappeared without a trace as if it had never appeared before.

However, without giving the other party any time to think, in the next second, a righteous one-handed sword appeared out of thin air and pierced the young man's heart.

It hurts so much, like snowflakes melting quickly after seeing the scorching sun. The hot sword tip burned a black hole out of my heart, which had been completely soaked in demonic energy. The echo of the wind seemed to be heard in the empty space.

The surrounding scene changed, but the owner of the evil sword appeared. His white clothes were flawless, and his brows were full of aloof pity: "You deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors, rebelled against your sect and fell into the devil. Senior brother, you really let us down. "

Following his voice, everyone present in the Jiuxiao Dojo that day appeared around.

Putting aside pity and hatred, everyone had a layer of overwhelming joy in their eyes. It was only at this moment that Lu Huai realized that he remembered everything about that day so clearly.

As soon as his body moved, the evil sword tip immediately penetrated a little deeper. He didn't care about the pain in his body. Lu Huai looked around, hoping to see the person he wanted to see and was most afraid of seeing.

If he was destined to suffer a lot of harm in this illusion, he would rather the person who inflicted pain on him would be his master.

But no.

No matter how Lu Huai searched, he never saw that familiar crimson figure again, even if he pulled out Quexie again and again, even if he beheaded Xuan Chengzi again and again, even if he walked all over the place with his footprints again and again, In Jiuxiao, he could no longer find the existence of Yan Jiu.

Forbidden areas, waterfalls, spiritual plant gardens, those places that were once full of memories of him and the young man, are now just meaningless empty shells. Even though he knows that this is an illusion, Lu Huai still can't help but get lost in it.

how could be? It is clear that the master is the most difficult inner demon for me. Even if the other person hates me, he should burn me with a blazing fire.

"Because he doesn't love you at all."

Xuanchengzi, who had been resurrected and died countless times before the main gate of Jiuxiao, appeared again: "Neither love nor hate, neither resentment nor anger, Lu Huai and Yan Jiu's attitudes are clearly Indifferent."

"It's so pitiful. It's useless for you to struggle here. After all, it's not a vain thing."

"Shut up!" Annoyed by the sound that came and went in his ears, Lu Huai turned around and struck out with a sword. Cut in the direction of Xuan Chengzi.

As if he was forced to the extreme, this sword mixed with anger and guilt took up ten percent of Lu Huai's strength. It was not until the sword energy hit a transparent barrier that was not there before that Lu Huai suddenly seemed to realize something. Turn around.

The dripping blood bloomed silently like sparks. A thin young man in red took Xuan Chengzi's place and looked at him with a pale face.

The fire lines between his eyebrows were dim, and his lips were only a weak light pink. When he saw Lu Huai finally noticed him, the young man, who was covered in blood and seemed to be reborn in the flames, suddenly opened his mouth -

"No!"

"Lu Huai" Huai, I never want to see you again."

The thunder struck down, and Lu Huai froze on the spot, even the chill in his hand became a bit unreal.

This is what he fears most.

He didn't let the young man speak, not because he was afraid that the other party would blame him, scold him, or hate him.

He was just afraid that Yan Jiu would not want him.

The Han Cicada Sword dissipated and solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the unique wind sound on the ice field roared wildly in his ears again. His throat felt sweet and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. Lu Huai raised his head to look at the unstoppable last thunder, and finally closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate. On the eyes.

The soul blood restriction was forcibly broken, and his master actually chose to leave him at such a moment.

That's all.

If this could give Yan Jiu the freedom that the other party wanted, why should he continue to resist and struggle in embarrassment.

"Stand back!"

A familiar but long-unheard low voice suddenly came to his ears. Before Lu Huai could even open his eyes, he was slammed onto the ice.

The blood-stained lips were covered by something soft, and the uvula lingering with the faint scent of wine flexibly opened his teeth. Lu Huai was stunned and allowed the other party to give him a mouthful of extremely pure medicinal liquid.

Opening his eyes in disbelief, Lu Huai happened to bump into the opponent's phoenix eyes that were red with anxiety and anger. The black sky thunder violently struck the colorless shield held up by the young man, and exploded loudly around him like fireworks. open.

Yan Jiu saved him.

Passively swallowing the unknown liquid that the young man had passed through, Lu Huai was so happy that he couldn't care less about the pain of external and internal injuries.

"Who dares you to die like this!" Lin Guo grabbed the other party's collar, his voice trembled, and he forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart.

God knows how dangerous the situation just now was. If his timing was even half a point worse, if Lu Huai had not suffered the backlash of breaking the ban, and if the thunder was just a little stronger, he would have really lost his opponent.

"Don't cry," Lu Huai stretched out his charred left hand and gently touched the corners of the young man's eyes with his clean fingertips. "Master, it was Lu Huai who was wrong."

He was wrong, but he did not regret it. .

If a thunder disaster could bring about the other party's true feelings being revealed, Lu Huai would rather experience it a few more times.

"Unrepentant." He glared angrily at the other party. How could Lin Guo not know the true thoughts behind the young man's apology? But when he saw the other party's pitiful and aggrieved appearance, Lin Guo could only imitate Lu Huai's usual approach and kiss the other party, "There is something I have always wanted to say to you, my teacher." "I promise you.

Yes." The corners of his lips curled up. The young man in red had a smile in his eyes. Occasionally he could catch a hint of subtle cunning, "Lu Huai, I love you." "

And," the other party seemed to respond in surprise. What? Lin Guo suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed the other person's lips -

"Do you regret it? If someone hadn't tried to commit suicide and imposed a soul-blood restriction on Lao Shizi, you might have heard this two years ago."