Bingyue Sect.

An innocent young man with sword eyebrows, starry eyes and a high nose bridge left his master for the first time and left his sect.

After crossing the snowfield and embarking on the territory of the Tang Dynasty, which is distinctive in all four seasons, the young man was so excited.

Along the way, he challenged all kinds of alchemy masters according to the plan he made in advance, and honed himself, from east to west, from south to north.

With the secret techniques inherited from the sect and his super high alchemy talent, he swept all the way.

Even the master who has been immersed in the Tao of Alchemy for a hundred years has been defeated by the young man many times.

A year later, he was promoted to Dan Sect, and the young man was full of energy and even more proud.

However, on the way back, the boy passed by a fiery red maple forest. He was attracted by the beautiful scenery and stopped and walked in.

Under a flaming red maple tree that several people hugged each other.

The boy saw a stunning beauty with red hair as gorgeous as the fiery maple leaves.

A pair of delicate peach blossom eyes seemed to be able to speak, and the vermilion lips were filled with a smile that happened to be everywhere. The snow-like skin looked even whiter against the backdrop of the red robe.

Amazing! Beautiful! The boy's heart is like a drum beat, and he keeps beating, and an indescribable feeling spreads in his heart.

In this way, the boy did not continue to return to the sect and built a small house outside the maple forest to stay here.

Every day, he would hide behind the tree and secretly look at the red figure.

I dare not get close to me or show up, but just quietly protecting me.

Day after day! The red maple leaves in the maple forest fell to the ground, and fewer and fewer left on the trees.

But the boy was very satisfied and felt that looking at the figure from afar, the years would be peaceful.

Until one day, a noisy sound of weapons came from the forest.

The boy frowned, thought of a possibility, and had a hint of horror on his face. He hurriedly got up and flew towards the center of the maple forest.

It is still the huge fiery red maple tree.

But the red figure is no longer spotless, and the snow-white skin is stained with blood, like blood-red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, shocking.

"No!"

The boy yelled, ran over frantically, stretched out his hands, caught the figure falling from the sky, and looked at the person he placed on his heart now with pale face and bloodlessness.

The boy's heart is like a knife.

He gently leaned on the maple tree.

His eyes were scarlet and he attacked the man in black who had just taken action like crazy. He tried his best to kill the enemy in the future. He dragged his seriously injured body and gritted his teeth and insisted on walking to the side of the beautiful figure.

Carefully, gently touching the pale face as pale as paper, the boy suffocated his breath, turned his head suddenly, not daring to look again, and after taking a few deep breaths, he turned his head again, like a pilgrimage, and his fingers gently placed on the man's white wrist.

Check the injuries of the person in front of you.

The time for taking the pulse was getting longer and longer, the boy frowned and found that the person in front of him was not only seriously injured, but also a chaotic domineering vitality in his body was constantly eroding the other party's vitality.

If you don't treat it in time, you will definitely not live for three years.

This made the boy worried.

He waited for his sweetheart to wake up, told him that he would come again next year, bring the pills for healing the other party, and asked him to wait for him, leaving a bottle of healing medicine, and left reluctantly.

In the following days, the man in red was in the maple forest, quietly waiting for the arrival of the boy.

The young man who left, traveled through mountains and rivers, and singlely entered the dangerous Fugu Mountain, Chishui Riverside, Jiuyin Prison, Skeleton Valley and other dangerous places, leaving his footprints.

In the autumn of the next year, the maple leaves still turned red in the woods, like the sunset in the sky.

The scarred boy dragged his seriously injured body and returned to the maple forest. When he saw the figure under the fiery mangrove, he showed a satisfied smile.

On that day, after a little rest, the boy kept using the secret techniques of the sect to open the furnace and refine the alchemy, exhausted his energy, and failed to meet his eyes for three days and three nights.

Finally, on the fourth morning, the morning glow first appeared, just like the red leaves in the forest. The boy endured the severe pain and used a dagger to cut out a drop of blood in his heart and threw it into the alchemy furnace. In an instant, the strong fragrance drifted away.

A blood-red pill was successfully refined.

The boy couldn't wait to take the pills to the person in front of him, watching him swallow the pills, watching him refining the pills, and watching his body return to normal.

"How are you feeling now?"

The boy forced his tired body and bit the tip of his tongue hard to prevent his eyelids from closing. He tried to stay awake, raised a big smile and looked bright.

However, before he could hear the sound of longing day and night, he became confused and fainted.

When the boy woke up again, he found himself lying under the huge red maple tree, and the figure in red clothes that he was thinking about day and night disappeared.

What also disappeared was the portable jade pendant I wore since I was a child.

The whole fiery maple forest was left with only the boy himself.

Empty, loneliness, grievance, worry... all kinds of emotions climbed into the boy's heart. He was worried that something would happen and that figure would be in danger.

So he walked out of the maple forest and began to search desperately.

Flowing through the Wuding River, walking through the capital, crossing Qianyan Mountains, and passing through Danxia Valley... from the vast and vast seas, from the grasslands in the northern desert to the Beidi desert, from the bridge of heaven and earth to the top of the star fall.

The boy has gone from the road he has gone, he is getting older, his face has gone from tender to perseverance, his personality has jumped to calmness, and his eyes have gone from clear to vicissitudes.

I never found the beautiful figure in my heart.

Until one day, he returned to the original red maple forest, built a small house under the big maple tree, and quietly waited for the man's return.

The days pass by day, the maple trees are red and fall, falling and falling and falling.

The young man who has grown into a tall and tall figure is completely isolated from the world, like a lonely nest, quietly waiting for the migratory birds to return.

In the year when the maple trees were the most gorgeous, the young man smiled, innocent and brilliant, just like that in the past.

He saw the dream comeback.

He was still dressed in red, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, still so dazzling and eye-catching.

Walking forward slowly.

However, then, the young man was frightened, his pupils shrank slightly, his breathing was rapid, and he looked at the head that was still on the ground by the man.

Looking at the familiar white eyebrows and hair, I saw those eyes full of resentment and unwillingness staring at me quietly.

The young man was so scared that his face turned pale, his body staggered to the ground, his fingers trembled, and cried and crawled towards the still bloody head.

Looking at the pair of eyes that were once loving to look at me, staring at me, and slowly closing it.

"ah!"

The young man hugged his head tightly, letting the bright red blood drop on his clean white robe, rendering the shocking plum blossoms, roaring heart-wrenchingly, and bursting into tears: "Master!"

"What the hell is going on?"

The young man cried, his eyes turning to the figure that appeared in his dreams many times, and he felt a little scared in his heart. He begged carefully, hoping that it was not what he thought.

It's like a fragile porcelain bottle, cautious and expecting in my heart, it was someone in front of me who accidentally met it.

However, no matter how much dreams are done, they will eventually be broken.

"I killed it!"

The man in red opened his thin lips and opened his mouth lightly, his voice sounded like a clear spring in the mountains, tinging dong.

But in the ears of young people, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. The restless defense in their hearts collapsed instantly, tears poured down, staring at the other party in disbelief.

This voice is clearly a man's voice! Only now have the young man realized that he has been hiding in his heart, caring carefully and waiting patiently, in the end he turned out to be a man.

"Why!"

"Why!"

"Why!"

The young man roared heart-wrenchingly, his voice cried and his eyes were filled with sadness.

"Why?"

The cold voice of the man in red sounded again, and a sneer was pulled on the corner of his mouth, "Your good master, he is simply a wolf in sheepskin. Twenty-five years ago, in order to get a treasure, he killed his own brother and raped his younger brother and sister. He wanted to act like they were harmed by the traitor. He cried with pain and even his young nephew did not let him go. If he hadn't seen the opportunity and had escaped by chance, he would have been killed long ago."

The man in red squatted down, stretched out his slender fingers, gently wiped away a teardrop from the young man's face, put it in his mouth and licked it, smiling with a willful look on his face, "So, my nephew vowed to take revenge and let the old guy love the most taste the pain of losing his favorite love.

Later, the little nephew grew up and began to plot revenge. He found that his enemy had an apprentice whom he regarded as a treasure. So he began to change his mind, seduce him step by step, and plot against that apprentice."

"only!"

The man in red put his head to the young man's ear and said softly: "But he didn't expect that his enemy's apprentice was even stupider than he thought, and he easily got into a trap. He even fell in love with his master's enemy."

The man in red stood up and walked around the young man. "Later, my nephew not only cured his old illness because of the pills he refined by his apprentice, but also had a great increase in his skills. He returned to the sect and continued to practice. After his skills were achieved, he took the jade pendant stolen from his apprentice and set up a plan to draw out his enemies, designed to destroy his enemy's cultivation, and scraped off his enemy's flesh from his body with one knife, tortured him in every way."

The man in red took out the jade pendant from his waist, and easily fell to the ground, splitting.

"When the enemy was only breathing, my nephew told everything to the enemy, and marinated the enemy with salt, took him back to the place where the stupid disciple had been staying, and threw the master's head to the disciple, and enjoyed the scene of losing his beloved."

"You are that nephew!"

The young man gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice.

"You are that stupid apprentice!"
To be continued...