This is My Heroic Path

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"Why did you come here?"

A woman's surprised voice came from the hall.

An Zhiyu turned his head to look, and Skaha was sitting on the throne of the Kingdom of Shadows, looking at him with a little surprise.

"Could it be that I missed Master so much after I went back, so Tomelin came to see me for help?" She had a slightly teasing tone.

"To be honest, I'm quite surprised." An Zhiyu shook his head lightly, thinking to himself: Could it be that Merlin is really playing tricks?

But what did he ask me to see Master for?

"So you didn't come to see me on purpose..." Skaha muttered to himself, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

An Zhiyu didn't want to get entangled in this topic, so he changed the subject and said, "By the way, Master, why are you still in the hall so late?"

In the middle of the night, is he going to learn from the golden pickup and become a sudden death king?

"The scene in the dream, everything can be virtualized, how do you know I'm not in the bedroom now?" Skaha chuckled.

An Zhiyu didn't speak, but stared into Skaha's eyes.

He didn't know why, but immediately felt that Scathach was lying.

After being stared at for a while, Scathach sighed faintly: "You are much smarter than before, apprentice."

After a slight pause, Scathach continued: "After returning to Alba, Uyf was seriously injured and passed out."

An Zhiyu was stunned for a moment: "Auntie passed out?"

An Zhi Yuxin said that I didn't hit too hard at that time, everyone just clicked and stopped, and didn't exert all their strength at all, how could she pass out?

"She hasn't woken up yet." Scathach continued.

An Zhiyu's eyes became more serious: "Auntie was attacked on the way back?"

Scathach shook his head lightly: "It's not clear yet, but because of this incident, Alba has the same hatred and completely regards the Kingdom of Shadows as an enemy."

At the end, she smiled helplessly.

An Zhiyu walked up to the throne and patted the back of Scathach's hand lightly.

Scathach was obviously in a bad mood, and he didn't know how to comfort him better, so he could only comfort Master in his own way.

Scathach turned his head to stare at his disciple's face, smiled softly, and put his hands on An Zhiyu's too.

An Zhiyu has been very obedient since she was a child, and she can still vividly remember how she was when she was a child, and she has become an adult in the blink of an eye.

Quietly staring at An Zhiyu's face, after a while, Skaha said softly, "I've grown so big before I knew it."

An Zhiyu held Skaha's hand instead, and said with a smile, "Don't be so emotional, the days to come will be long."

Scatha was startled, then smiled complicatedly: "That's right."

Perhaps the atmosphere had reached a rather ambiguous state, An Zhiyu's mind moved, and he put one hand on Scatha's face, and said softly, "Master..."

Scathach said nothing.

An Zhiyu boldly stretched out his arms to hug Skaha, touching her soft back with his palms.

It seems to have encountered some strange liquid.

Thick and warm.

An Zhiyu felt something was wrong in his heart, he withdrew his hand, and looked down at his palm slowly.

What he touched just now was sticky, warm blood.

"Master?" He called again softly.

An Zhiyu was stunned, looking at the woman on the throne, and the dagger pierced into her chest at some unknown time, blood poured out of the wound like a small fountain.

His eyes gradually widened, and he felt that the whole world was silent. All kinds of voices roared crazily in his ears, and strange lights quickly staggered past his eyes.

It was as if the soul fell from the abyss, and there was An Zhiyu's body under the abyss, and the soul overlapped with the body with a bang.

An Zhiyu sat up abruptly.

"What, what's the matter, Master?" Medea, who had just entered the room just now, looked at An Zhiyu in bewilderment.

An Zhiyu panted heavily, and turned to look at the head of the bed.

A girl with long purple hair looked at him in panic like a deer.

"It's okay," An Zhiyu shook his head.

"It's just a dream..." He stared blankly at the dark room.

Didn't even ask why Medea was here.

Medea didn't speak, but just looked at An Zhiyu worriedly.

She could clearly feel An Zhiyu's body trembling, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

There was genuine fear in his eyes.

Chapter 540 Alaya is a Patient