True Monarch Crossing Tribulation forced me to soar

Chapter 116: Returning to Cloud City - Medicine

"Zhou Yu?"

Wuyan tentatively called out.

The cold moon hangs high in October, the north wind is bitter, Zhou Yu's nose is red from the cold, and he suddenly bends over and coughs, coughing until his tears dangle a bend of spring water, and he looks at Wuyan with a smile:

"Senior Sister, it's me!"

He stood in front of her awkwardly, wanting to get closer, but he didn't dare to get too close.

He is like a soldier, waiting for review, waiting for approval.

There is a battle between heaven and man in Wuyan's heart. What Zhenjun Dujie said a year ago keeps echoing in his ears:

"He is the Demon Lord, the one who killed your master. He approached you just to get back the Heavenly Demon Body. Now, kill him!"

She remembered that she once used the ruthless sword intent to kill Zhou Yu, and then gained ascension.

Now looking at Zhou Yu who is still alive in front of her eyes, she feels like her brain is stuck and unable to turn around.

"Aren't you killed by me?"

She was a little surprised, stood where she was, looked at Zhou Yu, and glanced at Wannian.

Once, she thought that this idle prince liked her, so she persuaded him to go down the mountain.

Afterwards, he remained in the Excalibur Sect with a shameless face, and even became an outer disciple, following her down the mountain to inspect.

Later, the sudden demon king led them to the illusion of Emperor Linzhen. She survived because of the real book, who gave her life in exchange.

The only stable life in her life fell apart like this. She didn't even have time to recall all the reasons, so she went to the temple of Zhenjun Dujie and spent many years there.

"It's me, Senior Sister, but I didn't die, I was saved by Cassia."

Zhou Yu suddenly knelt down on one knee, and in front of Wuyan, tore off his shirt on his chest, and the shocking wound appeared on his smooth and firm left chest.

This scar seemed to give him supreme glory. He didn't mind the surprised eyes of the people around him. Under the moonlight, he showed his injury, his pain, and his love to Wuyan.

Look, look!
He was just so naked, so direct, so impatient.

After all, Wuyan couldn't help it anymore, felt a little distressed, frowned, and turned away.

She didn't want to look at it anymore, so Zhou Yu hid the wound, pulled her clothes carefully, and apologized to her:
"I'm sorry, Senior Sister, I killed Master."

He burst into tears, his expression extremely painful, and he swore to God:
"But senior sister, I'm really not a demon king. I was born in the imperial city and grew up in the imperial city. I am Zhou Yu, and I have always been Zhou Yu."

imperial city?

Zhou Yu?

There was commotion among the crowd in line, and they all stretched their necks, wanting to see more clearly.

There are so many people, so many eyes, she feels pressured, unconsciously, as if she is going to slip away.

"Ding, trigger a hidden mission to help the Demon Lord Wuyan reconcile."

Luo Li took a deep breath, and used his five-year lifespan to exchange for a card that doubled his favorability, and used it on Wuyan, then pulled Rou'er helplessly, pretending to be surprised:

"Rou'er, thank you, Daoist Priest."

Rou'er regained her sanity and knew that the soup was powerful, so she immediately gave Zhou Yu a big gift:

"Thank you, Master."

She got up and saw that Zhou Yu was still kneeling on one knee, she couldn't help but find it a little funny.

In the Taoist sect, although marriage is not absolutely prohibited, the Taoist priest who is not microscopic will not be able to form a couple in 1000 years. It is a little surprised to see the Taoist priest who was still curing diseases and saving lives just now kneeling in front of a young woman.

When she smiled, her shameless face turned even redder.

She killed the man, and now he is alive again. If there are any problems, she should solve them.

She closed her eyes intently, she had killed him once, and she didn't mind killing him again.

But not now.

At that time, everything happened too hastily. At that time, she blindly trusted Zhenjun Dujie. Now thinking about the lies, deceitful words, and unrepentant behaviors of Zhenjun Dujie these days.

She looked deeply at Zhou Yu, stretched out her hand, and gently helped him up:

"It's important to save lives."

Zhou Yu pursed his lips, his senior sister gave him a suspended sentence.

Even after not seeing her for more than a year, she is still so cold.

He couldn't help regretting that at that time, Zhen Shuzi really shouldn't have been killed.

At the same time, he is also thankful, thankful for himself, now he can still be Zhou Yu, thankful for himself, listening to Cassia Zi's words, and going down the mountain to donate soup and medicine.

He didn't dare to think, if he appeared as a demon king, would the senior sister draw her sword against him without hesitation.

I really don't want to let that icy frost pass through my fiery heart.

"Senior sister, I'm really not a demon king. I was captured and sent to the demon world, and you rescued me."

He muttered, took the big ladle, and started scooping up the soup and medicine again.

It's just that the gaze was neither in the lotus clearing soup, nor in the bowls held up by the crowd, but stuck to Wuyan's body.

He was afraid that the next second, the senior sister would run away because of embarrassment.

He knew that senior sister couldn't bear embarrassment the most.

Fortunately, Wuyan didn't leave. She was silent and calm, looking at the arrogant and lustful King Qi An in the past, now dressed in common clothes and carrying a large bucket, distributing soup and medicine to the suffering people.

He's really, really matured a lot.

If I really killed him with the sword that year, then most of the people gathered at the foot of the mountain will suffer.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little scared.

The cause and effect in the world are constantly being discussed and chaotic.

Looking at Zhou Yu, she couldn't help but think of Zhen Shuzi, and always felt that Zhou Yu's aura was very similar to Zhen Shuzi's.

She couldn't help the blurred vision.

The alchemy that she had no chance to learn was sent to Zhou Yu after all.

He originally wanted to worship Zhen Shuzi as his teacher.

Yup!

He wants to worship Zhenshuzi as his teacher. He has such a similar aura as Zhenshuzi. He has practiced in Weiwei for more than a year, and he has become a alchemy cultivator.

How could such a person with the world at heart be a monster.

Looking at the decoction that Zhou Yu kept distributing, that figure gradually overlapped with that of Zhen Shuzi.

If the master is still there, he will definitely help everyone.

No face and tears.

Zhou Yu's figure under the moonlight suddenly grew taller.

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Zhou Yu didn't go back that night, but followed Wuyan and the others to Liuxian Inn in a shameless manner.

There are too many patients under Weiwei Mountain, and the decoction he prepared is not enough. Moreover, this decoction can only temporarily suppress the demon energy, but cannot completely eliminate it. It only has the effect of delaying the attack.

Only by prolonging the onset time as much as possible can he have a chance to find a radical cure.

Otherwise, before the drug for madness came out, the entire unmicroscopic mountain would be full of crazy people.

This delayed prescription is not difficult, and he didn't intend to hide it himself. The big excuse he left behind was that he would make this lotus soup prescription public to the public tomorrow.

Otherwise, it depends on the microcosm to distribute it. Facing more and more gatherers, I am afraid it will be a drop in the bucket.

The inn has long since run out of vacant rooms. It is said that he is the closed disciple of Master Wei Wei, and a guest offered to vacate a room for him.

Zhou Yu hadn't enjoyed the soft bed for a long time, so he rushed over, lay on his back, rolled the soft quilt around his body, and rolled twice.

He was really, really happy.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

"Senior sister, senior sister, I can't sleep."

Wuyan opened the door, and saw Zhou Yu standing at the door excitedly but restrained, even pondering how hard to knock on the door two or three times.

It was an old man, Wuyan took off the cover, restored his appearance, and opened the door for him.

"Senior sister, I have to explain clearly to you."

As soon as Zhou Yu entered the door, he couldn't wait to recite to Wuyan the speech he had rehearsed and adapted thousands of times.

But a cold sword suddenly lay across his neck.

He tested his head too much, and his heart went cold:

"Senior Sister~"

He yelled softly, tears almost falling out.

Wuyan stared intently with his sword, pressed against his cheek, and met his eyes:

"From now on, don't lie to me with every word you say, otherwise, I don't mind, I will kill you again."

"This time, I will definitely watch you until you die."

Wuyan's cold killing intent made Zhou Yu's skin crawl. He swallowed, frowned slightly, closed his eyes, and called softly:
"Senior sister, I swear, I will never lie to you."

His heart was beating wildly, and the blood was rushing violently through his blood vessels, making a loud noise, which made his ears buzz.

He didn't lie to her, he would never lie to her, everything he said was true!

He loosened his clenched fists and put away all the hesitation in his eyes:

"Senior sister, you kill me, I don't blame you, I don't mind, you kill me again."

He opened his mouth, and a tear fell on the Frostfall Sword, making a crisp sound.

In Wuyan's heart, there was a layer of frozen shell, which was melted by this hot tear.

Zhou Yu raised his head and quickly wiped away his tears. He smiled slowly and talked about what Wuyan was most concerned about.

It turned out that Wuyan was in the illusion of Emperor Linzhen. After passing out of a coma, he suddenly woke up, as if he had changed into a different person.

But unfortunately, this state didn't last long, and she soon fell into a coma again. Thanks to Zhou Yu's timely awakening of the spiritual power of the fire system, and almost instantly reached the third level of Yuqi, he took her and flew back to the Excalibur School.

He said he was damned.

Although he didn't know why the monster wanted to catch him.

Although he didn't know where that strange illusion was.

But he knew that Wuyan was hurt because of him, he already owed her life, now, he owed even more.

He said that he wished that he could replace Zhen Shuzi and die for her.

However, he couldn't do it. Although he redoubled his efforts to cultivate after escaping from the illusion, he was still just a waste at the stage of controlling Qi, unable to do anything for Wuyan.

He said that after the death of Zhen Shuzi, he was really ashamed, he regretted, he was afraid, he was afraid that the senior sister would never talk to him again, he was afraid that the senior sister would blame him and hate him.

He said that he was so scared, he didn't dare to show up in those days, he could only hide secretly, seeing the senior sister in pain, he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to die.

He said, it was because he was bad, because he was useless, that he was taken away by the monster, because he was useless, that he had to be seriously injured, and it was because he was useless, that he could only let Zhen Shuzi die for him.

他 说:

"Senior sister, the damned person is me!"

"If I had awakened earlier and learned the healing technique earlier, then Master, maybe I wouldn't have to die."

As he spoke, wept uncontrollably.

Wuyan covered her face and wept silently.

She admitted that after Zhen Shuzi's death, she did anger Zhou Yu.

However, all of this is not Zhou Yu's fault.

Because of her incompetence, because she was useless, and because she mistakenly believed the words of Zhenjun Dujie, she killed the innocent Zhou Yu.

She felt that she was very wrong.

"No, no one deserves to die. You don't deserve to die. There are still many people waiting for you to save."

"Zhou Yu, thank you, thank you for being alive!"

She looked at Zhou Yu with tears in her eyes, and remembered the warm past in the Excalibur Sect.

She remembered that Zhou Yu even spent a longer time in the Excalibur School than Wuyou.

If it wasn't for her, Zhou Yu might have awakened under the guidance of Zhen Shuzi when she was unwilling to let the master accept other disciples.

After the master passed away, she clearly noticed Zhou Yu's abnormality, but she was immersed in grief in her heart, completely ignored Zhou Yu, and fell into great regret.

Everything is wrong.

But fortunately, he is still alive.

She still has a chance to make amends.

She stretched out her hand, wiped away Zhou Yu's tears, looked into his red eyes, and said seriously:
"Although you are Weiwei's disciple now, you will always be my junior. The Excalibur Sect will always have your place."

Zhou Yu's nose twitched, and he threw himself into Wuyan's arms.

Wuyan was stunned for a moment, but feeling the wetness coming from her shoulders, her hands froze in mid-air, and finally, she patted Zhou Yu's firm back lightly.

Zhou Yu burst into tears, but the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, hiding in the crescent of Wuyan's neck and sniggering.

Sister!
His gentle senior sister!
After all, it is lost and recovered!

How much he wanted to stick here, but considering that the senior sister was easily shy, he quickly pulled himself out of the senior sister's arms, and sat back upright with a blushing face.

Wuyan suddenly felt much more comfortable.

The two watched quietly for a while, and then chatted about madness.

Wuyan's own recovery ability is amazing, so he has not learned much about healing techniques and elixirs. Most of the time, Zhou Yu is talking and she is listening.

This kind of scene reminded her of Zhou Yu's first arrival, and it was the same way, telling her and Zhen Shuzi the story of the palace coup.

It's just that the winner back then is still being hunted down, the emperor's family is cold-blooded, Zhou Yu is so heart-warming, it's beyond her expectation.

"Zhou Yu, do you feel homesick?"

Wuyan doesn't remember her family, but Zhou Yu has a family.

She couldn't help feeling sorry for Zhou Yu, who had experienced too much pain at such a young age.

"I only want my senior sister, and my senior sister is my home."

Zhou Yu blurted out without thinking.

After finishing speaking, he felt a little too explicit, touched his head in embarrassment, and said with a smile:

"I mean, seeing senior sister is like seeing family members. My brother is dead, and those other people are not family members. Even if I want to, I will only miss senior sister."

He stared blankly into the distance:

"Senior Sister is the best!"

His appearance made him faceless and distressed.

The carefree boy, after all, has matured through the hardships of the years.

She bowed her head and pondered what he had just said.

In the past, what she was most puzzled about was how they escaped from the illusion of Emperor Linzhen.

If Zhou Yu was not the Demon Lord, according to him, it was because she herself was the reincarnation of Emperor Linzhen, so she was able to escape from the illusion.

As for whether she is the reincarnation of Emperor Linzhen, she doesn't know, the only thing she knows now is that Zhenjun Dujie is a liar.

(End of this chapter)