The black-bellied master and apprentice: Master, the apprentice is here to grab the relative

Chapter 25
As the sun was setting, a girl with two hairs was holding a large bouquet of flowers, and bounced back to the bamboo house. As soon as she went around the fence, she looked up and saw the master standing under the eaves with his hands behind his back, with a white tattoo with gold borders on it. The skirt of his clothes fluttered slightly in the evening wind, and the expression on his face was truly majestic.Her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly backed away to hide outside the fence, hoping to wait for the master to enter before sneaking back into the house, otherwise, she would inevitably be reprimanded.

She thought beautifully, and a smile crept up her cheeks unknowingly, but she felt something was wrong, so she turned her head slowly...

"Drink!" She was startled, and there was a white skirt hanging quietly beside her.She had no choice but to calm down for a while, slowly stood up against the fence, and called out respectfully: "Master."

"What are you doing?" Master's warm voice sounded next to her ears, and the girl's worry was greatly reduced, but she still stammered: "Teacher, disciple, disciple wants to..." She said with the corners of her eyes rolling her hands that bouquet of flowers.

"Want to pick some flowers to decorate the room?" Master shook his head and tapped her forehead with a smile, "You..."

The scarlet color in the woman's eyes gradually diminished, and the demonic energy on her face also gradually receded. She looked at the person dressed as Master in front of her with wide eyes, and murmured involuntarily: "Master..."

The white light gradually disappeared, and the woman let go of the sword in her hand and slumped to the ground. The sword only fell halfway and disappeared into the air.Lin Yizhu threw the sword into the air, his left leg slightly bent and flew up into the air to catch the sword, and stabbed the woman with a sword flower.

The woman sitting paralyzed on the ground has recovered her sanity. She turned her head to look at Immortal Yizhu who came with a sword, and grinned with such a pure smile.

Lin Yizhu's sword was only half a step away from the woman, he finally recognized the woman in front of him, panicked in his heart, and stopped the sword sharply.

However, there was a force behind him, and he couldn't help holding the sword, watching the woman's heart being pierced by the sword.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and the panic in Lin Yizhu's eyes was so real, it was like watching the mountain collapse and the river flooding in front of him, but he couldn't move, he could only helplessly wait for himself to be buried slowly, and his chest was slowly suffocated.

As for the woman, her lips curled into a relieved smile, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She raised a pair of hands whose bright red color had long since faded, and held the silver blade shining in front of her. One drop, two drops, from the palm of her hand to her heart, the blood-red liquid rushed to gather from every corner of her body, pouring into the air. gushes out.

Lin Yizhu's eyes widened, and he looked at everything in disbelief. The white jade crown on his head disappeared, and his clothes returned to normal clothes. He left the hilt of his sword and looked into the woman's eyes pale.

Those eyes, bright and moving, crystal clear, so familiar!
The woman fell backwards involuntarily after meeting him with a glance.The moment she fell down, Lin Yizhu ran towards the woman like crazy.

"Wu Zinuo, Wu Zinuo!" Lin Yizhu caught her fallen body, half-embraced her in his arms, and desperately called her name.

The woman in black standing behind Lin Yizhu could see it clearly. She lowered her right hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the memories in her mind poured out like a flood that opened the valve:

As the sun was setting, her husband, Yizhu Xianjun, was talking and laughing happily with her leaning against the fence. The smiles on their faces were so warm and cozy. Not far away, the little girl ran towards the hut with a large bouquet of flowers excitedly.Yizhu put away her smiling face, gave her a silent gesture, and walked over with her hands behind her back...

"what are you doing?"

"Teacher, disciple, disciple wants to..."

"Want to pick some flowers to decorate the room?"

"You……"

(End of this chapter)