Chapter 21
"Thirty years ago, I entrusted the Longquan Sword to Uncle Yang and Lu Youjie. Who would have thought that the two of them would come to me without even saying hello?"

"Eight years ago, Li Xingyun paid homage to Uncle Yang's disciples, how could he have thought that he was half-hearted in teaching martial arts!"

When Shangguan Yunque heard this, he lowered his head even more, not daring to meet those cold and ruthless eyes, but the colder words kept coming in his ears.

"I said earlier that one day you are a bad person, and you will be a bad person all your life."

"Want to quit? It's not that easy!"

"It's good luck for Lu Youjie to die early. There was no need to keep someone like Uncle Yang who disobeyed orders and disobeyed discipline. Letting him die for saving Li Xingyun now is already a special kindness from me. !"

"In these years, if I hadn't taught Li Xingyun's martial arts to pass on to him, then I would be far behind him. How can I catch up with his footsteps as far as the gap between heaven and earth?" The bad handsome voice Low and powerful, like mumbling.

Shangguan Yunque was sweating coldly when he heard it, feeling a little baffled but he could only laugh dryly and keep echoing.

"Hehe, what the commander-in-chief said is that Uncle Yang has always been arrogant and arrogant. He has come to this point to blame himself, but he can't blame others, but..."

"Ok?"

Shangguan Yunque was still thinking about making the last effort, under the gaze of those dark red eyes, he endured the fear in his heart, and said the last half of his words.

"Uh... this... but Uncle Yang is quite capable after all, so it's a pity that he died just like that. The bad guy is currently with few talents, so can you give him a chance? Let him heal Li Xingyun's wounds together, and let him take the blame."

Hearing this, Bad Shuai suddenly burst out laughing inexplicably, Shangguan Yunque didn't understand what he meant, so he could only laugh along with him in embarrassment.

"Hahahahaha..."

"Hey Hey……"

After a while, the bad guy suddenly stopped laughing, his cold eyes swept over like cold electricity, and he shouted coldly.

"Shangguan Yunque!"

"Hey...the subordinate is here."

"It seems that you have a deep affection for Uncle Yang."

Shangguan Yunque was sweating profusely when he heard this.

"Look at what you said, how dare your subordinates..."

Before he finished speaking, two words that made him unbelievable came to his ears.

"can!"

"Oh?"

Thinking that the bad handsome agreed to his suggestion, Shangguan Yunque was a little carried away for a while, with a pleasant surprise on his face.

But at this moment, Bad Shuai turned around suddenly and faced Guan Yunque directly. There was no expression on the mask, but the latter trembled in fright.

"But in this case, you will have to die with him!"

These words came to his ears, coupled with the cold eyes staring at him, Shangguan Yunque couldn't help but his legs went limp, and immediately knelt down, prostrated himself on the ground, begging for mercy repeatedly.

"I don't dare, my subordinates were fooled by lard just now. It's pure... pure nonsense. Commander, don't forget to take it to heart!"

While speaking, Shangguan Yunque kowtowed his head like pounding garlic, with a crying tone in his tone.

"Humph!"

Bad Shuai looked at him coldly, turned his head, snorted and stopped talking.

The second floor of Tibetan Army Valley.

Uncle Yang knelt down beside Li Xingyun, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the forehead of his eldest disciple, the latter frowned, still unconscious.

He looked at Li Xingyun with unprecedented kindness in his eyes, and he couldn't help but think of the good times he spent with his two apprentices in the past eight years.

The two children chased and played around him in childhood, Li Xingyun dodged around Uncle Yang, making faces at Lu Linxuan from time to time, he shook his head and sighed, helpless.

When the two children were eating, Li Xingyun wolfed down the rice. He stretched out his chopsticks and slammed it on the head of the eldest apprentice. The latter moved away the bowl in front of him in a daze, and saw that his immature face was covered with rice grains. Lu Linxuan glanced at his senior brother and couldn't help laughing, and he couldn't help laughing at the side.

When Li Xingyun was young, he was lying on the bed with a fever, covered with a quilt, and shivering all over. Lu Linxuan waited on him with a basin and a towel. He anxiously changed the towel on his forehead for the eldest disciple.

Two times a little older, he taught Lu Linxuan to practice martial arts, and Li Xingyun secretly learned martial arts in the dark. After he found out, the boy shrank his head and hid. He just smiled and pretended nothing happened.

Li Xingyun, who had grown into a teenager, secretly practiced martial arts in the bamboo forest, unaware that he was watching quietly behind a tree not far away.He waited until the young man finished trying out the whole set of Qinglian Sword Song smoothly, and happily picked up the medicine basket and went back, but he still didn't notice any movement.

After the eldest apprentice left, he looked at the sharp sword marks on the bamboo and sighed slightly.

"Xingyun, do you know that Master has tried his best."

Uncle Yang, who woke up from his memories, let out a painful confession. This was the first time he hated himself for being so powerless.

"I have used it for so many years, trying my best to keep you away from the dangers of the rivers and lakes, and away from the struggle for power, but I didn't expect that there are some things that you can't escape if you want to."

Uncle Yang looked at Li Xingyun, who was still in pain even in a coma, with strong reluctance and reluctance in his eyes.

"Now Master is leaving, leaving you, and going to a place that you will never find, very far... very far away. You will have to walk the road ahead by yourself..."

Knowing that his big apprentice will never hear what he said, Uncle Yang can truly express his most sincere emotions at the moment.

He looked lovingly at the unconscious Li Xingyun, stretched out his hand to caress his frown, forced a smile on his face, and finally shook his head gently.

"In the future, when you occasionally look up at the starry sky, you...will you miss Master?"

Outside the Tibetan Army Pavilion, the top floor.

Bad Shuai turned his back to Shangguan Yunque and remained silent. At this moment, the latter had stood up, felt his back soaked in cold sweat, hesitated for a moment, and then asked cautiously.

"Uh... Marshal, my subordinates have some... doubts..."

"I don't know what you just said, chasing him, who is he?"

As soon as Shangguan Yunque's words fell, the badly handsome hand touched the railing, making a harsh "rustling" sound.

"Humph!"

He didn't answer right away, but turned around and walked to the side, while gently stroking the railing with his hands.Shangguan Yunque hurriedly bowed his waist, followed behind him step by step, rubbing his hands.

At this time, the words of the bad guy with a well-thought-out plan sounded.

"Hehehehe, you don't need to know the identity of this person right now, he is very important to Li Xingyun and to bad people.

As he said that, the bad guy raised his hand and thumped the railing hard, and then he stopped.

Seeing this, Shangguan Yunque hurriedly stopped and asked in a puzzled tone.

"Huh? This subordinate doesn't understand..."

"You will understand in the future!"

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