Ji Yue looked at Wei Lian sprinkling the medicine powder into the ground without hesitation, and his expression was stunned.

“…A Lian.”

Wei Lian squatted in front of him, his eyes flushed, and his pitiful appearance made Ji Yue unable to help but want to hug him.

But as soon as he raised his hand, his eyes touched the terrifying flesh and blood on his arms, and he shrank back.

...It's too dirty.

A body of blood and dust.

A Lian loves cleanliness so much that he won't like it.

As soon as Ji Yue withdrew his hand, his body was gently hugged by Qing Youth.

His body stiffened and he subconsciously over-recognized: "A Lian, don't look at me."

"I'm not afraid of you." Wei Lian asked, "What are you afraid of?"

"Ji Yue, I don't dislike you whether you are beautiful or ugly, I don't care whether you are strong or weak, I don't care whether you are noble or cheap, I don't care even more. But you can't leave me behind." Wei Lian choked and said, "You are my husband, we should share life and death. But you always bear it yourself, you don't say anything, and made such a decision without authorization. Have you ever thought about me?"

"Are you doing it for me?" Wei Lian said, and his emotions broke down, lowered his head and cried violently. "You are prepared so well, but I don't need it... Ji Yue... I don't need it! Are you paying such a big price to make Wei Lian live in pain for the rest of your life? Do you hate me so much?"

Ji Yue was panicked for a moment and comforted him in a hurry: "A Lian, don't cry. You are like this..."

It made him feel uncomfortable too.

"Do you feel heartbroken too?" Wei Lian asked, "You can't even bear the heartache at this moment. How dare you tell me to endure it for a lifetime?"

Ji Yue: "…"

Ji Yue was really panicked.

He had never seen Wei Lian cry so hard. The young man was a person who was tolerant and restrained to his bones. In the past, the most out of control was just a few tears that shed silently. He had never been so sad.

Heartbroken and heartbroken.

He made Wei Lian so sad.

Wei Lian was so crying that he couldn't speak. He hadn't shed a single tear in two months, and finally he vented it all at this moment. He lay on Ji Yue's shoulder and trembled gently, making him feel uncomfortable. The faint crying sound made Ji Yue's heart hurt.

...He really regrets it.

But what should I do? I can't help but save you.

-

"Who is bullying my little apprentice?" Suddenly, a male voice that was as clear as a fairy sound came, and even the sky seemed a little brighter.

Ji Yue looked up and saw a man in blue in appearance as a banished immortal holding Jingchen with one hand and Zhang Xuwen with the other. As soon as he came in, he threw Zhang Xuwen, who was tied into a rice dumpling, to the ground.

Wei Lian paused, turned around, his eyelashes were still stained with tears, and his eyes were surprised: "...Master?"

He was shocked. His master who had not appeared for eight hundred years and only lived in memories actually showed up.

"It's really strange. I'll see my little disciple crying like this in my lifetime." Jun Zhu touched her chin and praised Ji Yue, "It's rare. You kid is a talent, which makes my heartless disciple heart-wrenching."

Wei Lian: "..."

Ji Yue was stunned: "Senior?"

Wei Lian’s master should call him senior.

But I never thought that Wei Lian's master would be so young. When Wei Lian met him when he was young, Jun Zhu looked like a young man in his twenties. Now that so many years have passed, he is still not old. I don't know if he has the skills to keep his face or has other magical powers.

When Jingchen saw Ji Yue's appearance was completely destroyed, he folded his hands together and recited: "Amitabha, how good is that good."

"You little monk, don't open your mouth and shut up Amitabha." Jun Zhu unceremoniously blew the situation, "When I caught you, you were still hiding to eat chicken legs."

Jingchen: "...I am a monk who is drinking and meat passing through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart stays in his heart."

He finally stole a chicken leg, but suddenly such a mysterious master appeared. Without saying a word, he grabbed him and shook his way into a vast world. He went to Jiangzhou in the blink of an eye. It was very scary!

But he dared not speak out.

Such great ability must be someone else who is out of the world. I can't afford to offend him.

Wei Lian's expression moved: "Master, are you able to save him?"

"Yuzhi really, I forgot my master with my husband." Jun Zhu pretended to be dissatisfied, "I don't care about my master's current situation when I see me. I just asked me to save others. How could I teach you such an unfilial disciple?"

Ji Yue couldn't help but say, "You did not show up when A Lian went to Qin."

This master is actually not very competent. An irresponsible master and an unfilial disciple are worth a lot.

Jun Zhu glanced at him: "I'm talking to Yuzhi, don't interrupt."

Ji Yue: "…"

Wei lowered his eyes and knelt down and said, "Please help him."

Jun Zhu immediately helped him up.

"After you were nine years old, you never kneel down again." Jun Zhu sighed, "Now for this man... he is really your love disaster."

"Love Tribulation?" Wei Lian and Ji Yue spoke in unison.

"Yes." Jun Zhu said, "Do you still remember the prophecy you gave to you by your teacher?"

"Of course I remember." Wei Lian whispered, "You must keep a low profile before the crown, otherwise you will have a death disaster."

"You are always giving me advice." Jun Zhu regretted that he was not strong enough, "You are still showing your strength two months before your 20th birthday, and your efforts failed."

Wei Lian pursed his lips.

"Let me ask you, have you given him the Resurrection Pill? And you have confirmed from then on that that my little disciple is very capable?" Jun Zhu looked at Ji Yue.

Ji Yue paused and nodded.

Although he had long doubts about Wei Lian, he was really sure that it was because of the day when Wei Lian removed his poison.

"That's it. A soul-resurrecting pill made Yuzhi show its sharpness, and nineteen years of endurance were in vain." Jun Zhu sighed, "The soul-resurrecting pill can relieve all poisons, cure all diseases, and protect people from their health in the future. What a precious thing. My little disciple could have used to relieve his own poison, but he gave it to you and exposed himself."

Ji Yue's eyes changed.

He didn't know... Wei Lian paid so much.

Wei Lian didn't want to mention this matter more: "Master, I'm fine now, it's him who has something to do..."

"Of course you are fine." Jun Zhu snorted, "He has replaced you with the disaster, so you will naturally have nothing to do."

Wei Lian suddenly said hoarsely.

Jun Zhu said lightly: "Do you know that you should have been infected with this so-called plague today."

Wei Lian was confused.

Jun Zhu was too lazy to explain, so he pushed Jingchen out: "Speak clearly. Don't just say half of it, lie to my little apprentice."

Jingchen: "…"

-

Two months ago, Ganquan Temple.

"Don't worry too much about donor Ji. That donor is a person in the secular world and his fate should be extremely noble." Jingchen used the word "being" to make Ji Yue's heart sink.

What is supposed to be?

Jingchen continued, "He was covered in fairy energy... He probably got an opportunity and was granted the ability by someone outside the world, which happened to be useful in this disaster. Only he can resolve this disaster."

"Can he be safe?"

Jingchen shook his head: "I saw that... the death robbery is full of danger."

Ji Yue's pupils shrank.

After a long time, Ji Yue asked, "How to resolve it?"

Jingchen said: "The donor can transform."

"As the saying goes, one mountain does not allow two tigers, one day does not allow two dragons. The donor and that donor have the same fate as the donor. According to the convention of past dynasties, they must fight to the death. But the two donors seem to be exceptions... I have only seen two dragons fighting, and have never seen two dragons in love."

"The donor Ji has been king for many years and has a strong dragon energy. The one is still growing and is relatively weak, and he is still dead. Only the donor in this world has the same fate as him and can replace his fate."

"This trip to the southeast will cause a disaster. If the donor goes alone, he will definitely die. If the donor Ji goes along, there may be a turning point." Jingchen said, "I am shallow in the Taoist practice, and I can only deduce the location, but I cannot calculate what happened. But if the donor Ji goes, it is very likely that the death disaster will be transferred to you. Your dragon energy is stronger, and you may be able to pass through it safely, but it is more likely that a dragon will fall. You are the king, so I hope you think twice."

Ji Yue was silent for a moment and said, "I understand."

He has made a decision.

"A Lian, who is the Lone, sacrifices his life to transform the catastrophe of the people, then he will exchange his life for his life and transform his own catastrophe."

He saved the people and saved him alone.

When Ji Yue was about to leave, Jingchen called him again: "Donor Ji poisoned that donor?"

Ji Yue stopped and knew that Jingchen was powerful, so he was not surprised: "Yes, I was planning to confess to him and give him the antidote."

Jingchen said: "Don't rush to give it to me first."

Ji Yue frowned: "Why? Is it related to his disaster?"

"The time has not come." Jingchen said, "When the disaster occurs and the time is ripe, you can give him the antidote."
To be continued...