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Under the gazes of tens of thousands of people, the Green Bamboo Man carried Li Ye and slowly walked out of Chang An city.

When he reached the city wall that was split into two halves by Jiang Yunhe, he turned around and looked at the city wall and regretfully muttered, "What a pity!"

Li Ye also knew what the green bamboo man was sighing about. He was silent for a moment before he looked at his master. He saw the old Daoist's face turn green and white. Just as he was about to ask, a crack slowly appeared in the city behind them.

From the place where the spear had pierced the ground, it slowly extended in all directions, from a shallow crack to a huge crack. Under the gazes of the tens of thousands of imperial guards and the large families watching from afar, the stone walls of Chang An once again collapsed.

"Master …" "You?" Li Ye saw an astonishing scene behind him. He raised his head to look at the Green Bamboo Man and excitedly asked, but before he could finish, the Green Bamboo Man glared at him and forcefully lifted him.

Tens of thousands of the imperial guards just watched as the master and disciple left, not daring to chase after them. After all, this move of the Green Bamboo Gang had frightened the soldiers so much that they didn't dare to make a move!

After galloping for several kilometers, the Green Bamboo Elegant stumbled and fell on the ground, throwing Li Ye a few feet away. Li Ye only saw the Green Bamboo Eunuch spitting out a mouthful of black blood, lying on the ground and trembling.

"Master, what's wrong!" Li Ye supported himself up and slowly crawled towards the Green Bamboo Lover. He kept asking anxiously about the Green Bamboo Lover's condition.

Upon hearing Li Ye's question, the Green Bamboo Man raised its head and grinned at Li Ye with blood in its mouth. It said that it was safe, but its pale face didn't seem to be okay no matter how you looked at it.

When Li Ye saw this, he knew that his master was comforting him. He hurriedly used his hands and feet to crawl towards the green bamboo lion.

"Master, master!" By the time Li Ye had crawled to the Green Bamboo Old Man's side, the Green Bamboo Old Man had already fainted. Holding the Green Bamboo Old Man in his arms, he could feel the faint breathing of the Green Bamboo Old Man and was constantly wailing.

However, no matter how he called out, the Green Bamboo Man did not respond. Instead, the Green Bamboo Man's breathing gradually weakened until it stopped breathing.

Holding the corpse in front of him, Li Ye looked lifeless. He shook the green bamboo shoot and kept shouting, but that wretched old Daoist would no longer smash his fist on Li Ye's head like before, cursing him for disturbing his sweet dream.

Li Ye held the corpse, and the world in front of his eyes suddenly darkened. His vision blurred, and his heart became unusually heavy. His mind was a blur as his body began to lose weight. It was as if his entire body was floating in the air.

His body began to tremble as he held the corpse. He first cried softly, but gradually, he could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart. He held the old Daoist's corpse tightly and let out heart-wrenching cries of sorrow.

Li Ye hugged the corpse and howled, "Master, don't go! You haven't even taught me all your martial arts! "

"You wretched old Taoist, you cannot leave! "If you leave, I'll burn your yellow book. You're not allowed to leave!" Li Ye's voice kept getting louder and louder as he kept saying the things in his heart, "Grandpa! Don't go! In the future, Ergou-zi will definitely listen to you! "

"Really?" The person in Li Ye's arms suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Li Ye's ear, pulling Li Ye in front of him. He whispered to Li Ye, "Crying my ass, I'm just tired. I want to sleep for a while!"

Hearing the familiar words, Li Ye's face gradually turned bright as he nodded heavily. He held the old man and let him sleep soundly.

However, even after a long time, Li Ye still did not hear this old Daoist's familiar snoring. The person in his arms gradually became cold, and his heart gradually stopped beating.

Green Bamboo had died. This enemy of ten thousand people had truly died!

Everything that had happened just now was the final reflection of the Bamboo Lover. It was the Bamboo Lover that beat the soul reaper and saw Li Ye once again. It only said goodbye and then left in a hurry.

"Grandfather, don't sleep here. Let's go home and sleep!" Li Ye wiped away the snot and tears on his face, tore off his shirt and tied the old man to his back. He used the green flag as a walking stick and limped off into the distance.

"… …"

"My dear disciple, you are sleeping. Let's go home!" An old man with white eyebrows, carrying a yellow-haired child on his back, pointed at the broken temple on the hill and kindly spoke to the children behind him.

However, the disciple behind him had already fallen into a deep sleep on his not very wide back. His small head was resting on the old Daoist's shoulder as he continuously chattered in his sleep.

"Master, I don't want to practice martial arts, I want to play, I want to eat delicious food."

"Sigh, Master also doesn't want to. If you don't practice this martial arts, you will be at a disadvantage in the future!" You will regret it for the rest of your life! " The old man glanced at his disciple behind him, then turned around and slowly walked up the mountain with his disciple on his back.

He knew that his disciple wasn't sleeping. He was merely borrowing his sleep to talk about the things in his heart.

Isn't he the same? He told it to his disciple and also told it to me.

Both Master and disciple were deceiving themselves, saying things that even they knew were impossible to achieve.

"… …"

"I'm already beginning to regret it!" "Why don't you learn martial arts properly and why don't you learn one or two moves more?!" Li Ye carried his master on his back as two streams of clear tears rolled down his cheeks. He knew that his master's words had saddened him.

If he wasn't strong enough, he wouldn't be able to do anything and change nothing.

He was already regretting it!

In the Western Waters, he couldn't kill Shen Jian or protect Sun Xiaoxiao. In Dingbei, he couldn't save Old Demon Mei who had died at his hands. In the Changan City, he couldn't save Deng Xi Hu's father.

He gently straightened the head of the Green Bamboo Man, allowing it to rest on his shoulder.

He wanted to say that he understood, that he wanted the Green Bamboo Man to teach him martial arts again, but he could not say anything. His master was already dead.

Carrying an old bamboo on his back, he looked at the distant sun hanging high in the sky, covering his bloodshot eyes. He dragged the person behind him with an azure flag, and slowly walked towards the Azure Province.

Just like how his master used to carry him, he slowly walked towards that small temple in Qingzhou.

Only, that golden-furred child had already grown up. That white-browed elder had grown up, and had become the disciple carrying his master.

When a disciple carries his master home, what's more, a disciple returning home.

"Master, let's go. It's cold here, let's go home and sleep. It's warm there!"

Under the blazing sun, a short figure appeared on the bodies of these two cultivators.

"Now, the prodigal son of the Azure Province is carrying his master home!"

But was it still the same when he got home? That master is no longer here, is the Lady Boss still here?