Chapter 1924: Expressing One's True Feelings

The bird saint became as big as a palm and landed on Luo Qiang's shoulder.

Both of them looked up at the sky at the same time, with some doubts in their eyes.

Where is the magic sword?

Why is it missing?

The bird saint sent a voice message: "Bastard, are you fooling me?"

Luo Qiang smiled bitterly: "My dear uncle, it's time now, how can I have the heart to fool you?"

The bird saint said: "Then tell me, where is the magic sword?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

Luo Qiang replied unhappily, his eyes full of doubts.

He can be sure that it was definitely not dazzled at that time, but why did the magic sword disappear now?

Could it be that it lurked in the master's body again?

He retracted his gaze and scanned Wu Tian back and forth, but he couldn't see the reason at all.

Strange.

The bird saint pondered for a while, and sent a voice message: "Boy, don't look for it, because you won't get anything if you look for it."

"Why?" Luo Qiang was suspicious.

Bird Saint said: "Last time, when the magic sword hit the mysterious man hard, it was also a flash of brilliance. Later, your master personally looked inside his body and checked every cell, but found nothing."

Luo Qiang was surprised and said: "According to you, this magic sword is equivalent to a ghost, coming and going without a trace?"

Bird Saint said: "You can think so. Let's not guess blindly. Give your master a drop of fourth-stage blood and let him wake up quickly. Ask him then, maybe there will be some clues."

Luo Qiang nodded and was about to take out the blood.

But suddenly.

He saw a hand reaching out to the blood-colored mask of the master.

"Ni Yeye, what are you doing?"

Suddenly.

Luo Qiang was furious.

The momentum of his whole body was like a volcano, erupting instantly!

Swish!

He stretched out his arm like lightning, grabbed the wrist, and his five fingers suddenly contracted. With a click, Ni Yeye's wrist was crushed on the spot!

The severe pain made Ni Yeye grin!

He hurriedly said: "Don't get me wrong, I have no ill intentions, I just want to see if he is Wu Tian."

Luo Qiang tightly grasped Ni Yeye's wrist, his eyes were full of demonic eyes, and he said coldly: "It is not your turn to confirm whether my master is Wu Tian. I think you are plotting something bad. You are just looking for death if you dare to harm my master!"

"Plotting something bad?"

Ni Yeye raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "I have tolerated you for a long time. Don't be so self-righteous and arrogant. You want to fight, right? Come on, I will accompany you!"

"Hehe, that's what I mean!"

Luo Qiang licked his lips, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, he was on the verge of going crazy.

Ni Yeye's eyes were also turning purple, flashing with purple arcs.

But at this moment.

Wu Tian's eyelids moved.

Bird Saint caught it clearly, his eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Wutian is about to wake up, all of you shut up!"

Shenxi, the right envoy of the temple, Huangfu Mingzhu, all looked at Wutian immediately.

Ni Yeye shouted: "Let go!"

"Hmph, you're lucky."

Luo Qiang snorted coldly, let go of his big hand, and never paid attention to Ni Yeye again. He squatted on the ground and looked at Wutian calmly.

"What a lunatic!"

Looking at the broken wrist, Ni Yeye was really annoyed.

But now is obviously not the time to care about these, and he also looked down at Wutian.

In the anxious waiting of several people, ten breaths passed, and Wutian's eyes finally opened a crack.

At first, the eyes were blurry.

But gradually, six familiar faces appeared in front of him.

"Shenxi, Luo Qiang, the right envoy of the temple, Ni Yeye, Bird Saint, Huangfu Mingzhu..."

He looked over one by one, and his eyes finally locked on Huangfu Mingzhu.

It was a face full of joy, and it was a pair of eyes full of love.

Tap!

Two drops of clear tears slid down from the white jade chin.

At this moment, the memories deep in Qin Feiyang's soul emerged uncontrollably.

In an instant, they filled his entire sea of ​​consciousness.

The past scenes flashed by like lightning, with joy, sadness, and despair.

For him, she had endured too much.

Yes.

She could no longer bear it alone.

Otherwise, his heart would be more uneasy and more self-blaming.

Wu Tian raised his arm, wiped the tears from her face, and smiled: "Don't cry, everyone is watching!"

It would have been better if he didn't speak. When he spoke, Huangfu Mingzhu was like a little bird that found its home, threw herself into his arms, and burst into tears, and his tears soon wet his clothes.

Luo Qiang and others looked at each other and turned their heads in unison.

Luo Qiang said with a wicked smile: "Master, I didn't see anything."

Bird Saint said with a wicked smile: "Hehe, it's better not to look at it, so as not to pollute my pure heart."

The right envoy of the temple also said with a wicked smile: "Yes, yes, you don't have to pay attention to us."

Shenxi shook his head and laughed, saying: "Senior, this is your disrespect for the elderly."

The right envoy of the temple said: "Bullshit, this is called helping others."

Several people laughed wickedly.

Only Ni Yeye pursed his lips, looking very unhappy.

But to be honest, there are several bright light bulbs next to them. Even if you are thick-skinned, you can't continue to hug each other, let alone Wu Tian.

After being teased by the right envoy of the temple, his eyes were full of embarrassment.

Huangfu Mingzhu's cheeks were also flying, her head was thrust into Wutian's arms, but her heart was filled with unprecedented satisfaction and happiness.

Wutian was pressed to the ground and did not dare to move. He was in a dilemma.

Finally, he simply let go.

Stretch out your hands and hug the beautiful woman in your arms tightly, enjoying this hard-won tenderness.

After a while.

Looking at the woman in front of him who had left his parents behind for his own sake and wanted to accompany him to the underworld with him, Wu Tian felt nothing but pity and self-blame in his heart, saying: "Mingzhu, I'm sorry."

Huangfu Mingzhu turned around, snuggled into Wutian's arms, shook her head and said, "You don't have to say sorry to me."

"No, I have to say it."

"I entered heaven twice, and even met you face to face, but I didn't tell you that I was still alive, leaving you living in sorrow..."

"I only care about revenge, I only care about taking back the Star Realm. I am so selfish..."

"If I had told you earlier, you would have been able to get over the past earlier."

"Mingzhu, do you know? An apology is far from being able to make up for my debt to you."

Wu Tian whispered softly, with deep guilt and regret in his tone.