Seeing the expression on Pu Ruozhi's face, Ye Wushuang finally confirmed that the person in front of him was his genuine ninth disciple. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, grinned, and said softly: "Xiao Jiu, long time no see!"
Plop!
As soon as these words came out, Pu Ruozhi's legs suddenly softened and he fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.
"Master...Master, is it really you, Master!"
Although the words were questioning, in the end they were extremely certain.
Although Ye Wushuang's appearance changed drastically and although his strength was greatly reduced, the familiar aura and unique title made Pu Ruozhi instantly realize that the man in white in front of him was definitely his master, the Wushuang Sword Emperor!
"It's me!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Wushuang replied again; an expression completely inconsistent with his age appeared on his originally childish face; his slightly upturned smile contained endless vicissitudes and memories.
He took a step forward, stretched out his hand to help Pu Ruozhi, and said softly: "I have suffered a lot during my absence..."
"No, it's not bitter! As long as I can see my master again, no matter how much hardship I endure, I will never feel bitter!"
Pu Ruozhi stood up tremblingly, and with his hands as dry as tree branches, he tightly grasped Ye Wushuang's arms. He burst into tears and asked again with sobs: "Master, are you really back? Are you really back?"
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Even though Ye Wushuang was standing in front of him alive, this moment still made Pu Ruozhi feel like a dream, unbelievable!
"Yes, I'm back!"
Ye Wushuang nodded slightly and confirmed again patiently.
After hearing the affirmative reply, Pu Ruozhi couldn't bear it anymore, hugged Ye Wushuang and cried bitterly.
"I knew it, I knew it..."
"I knew that Master would not abandon Xiaojiu, and I knew that Master would not die..."
"Master, I...I miss you so much..."
The old and choked cries kept ringing out; they seemed hoarse and heart-wrenching.
Ye Wushuang felt the skinny and old body in her arms, and felt that her right shoulder was quickly becoming moist, constantly sending out traces of warmth. Her eyes could not help but turn slightly red, and she stretched out her hand to caress Pu Ruozhi's back.
He knew that those were Pu Ruozhi's tears, tears that Pu Ruozhi had accumulated for thousands of years.
Ten thousand years, exactly ten thousand years.
In these ten thousand years, his little disciple, the ninth disciple, has suffered too much and suffered too many sins!
Between the gray sky and earth, two figures hugged each other tightly.
One cried with joy, hugging his head and crying; the other had red eyes and patted his back; time, as if at this moment, had quietly stopped, and everything in the world had stopped!
Slowly, until the tears soaked Ye Wushuang's entire right shoulder and soaked most of his front, Pu Ruozhi stopped crying, sobbed and slowly let go of Ye Wushuang; but his skinny hands still grabbed Ye Wushuang's arms.
, as if he was afraid that if he let go, Ye Wushuang would disappear.
"Okay, I know I have wronged you over the years."
Looking at Pu Ruozhi who was crying like an eight or nine-year-old child, Ye Wushuang's childish face showed a loving expression like an elder. He gently patted Pu Ruozhi on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, now we are
Now that Master is back, I will never let you suffer any injustice in the future, nor will I let anyone bully you again!"
Speaking of this, two gleams of light flashed in Ye Wushuang's deep eyes.
"It won't be long before my master will personally lead you into the Sword Sect!"
He knew that although Pu Ruozhi had experienced many hardships in the ten thousand years since he was gone, the one that made Pu Ruozhi saddened the most and aggrieved the most was definitely the experience of being expelled from the Sword Sect!
Pu Ruozhi is an orphan who has been abandoned in the wilderness as long as he can remember.
You must know that the Eastern Wasteland ten thousand years ago was not as stable as it is now. It was a wild land full of monsters and dangers. Let alone a three or four-year-old baby, even a big and round adult, in the wilderness,
They all had a narrow escape from death.
But Pu Ruozhi unexpectedly survived, and with his own diligence and hard work, he walked out of the wilderness step by step, integrated into the human city, and became a warrior; and he still maintained his original intention, innocence, and spirit.
Rare kindness.
It is precisely because of this that when Ye Wushuang, who was traveling in the Eastern Wasteland, met Pu Ruozhi, he took a fancy to this sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. He broke his own rule of no longer accepting disciples and made an exception to take Pu Ruozhi as his disciple.
Disciple closed!
For Ye Wushuang, it might just be an unexpected gain; but for Pu Ruozhi, it was definitely the first time in more than ten years that he felt like a family and a relative, and he also felt a sense of familiarity with this cold and cruel world.
Have a sense of belonging.
At that time, Pu Ruozhi was definitely the happiest and happiest time in his life!
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Not long after Ye Wushuang accepted him, he left him and never came back. At that time, Pu Ruozhi was very sad and uncomfortable, but he still had a destination and faith.
Because he knew that Ye Wushuang, who was both his teacher and father, was gone, but Jian Zong was still there, and his family was still there. But when he arrived at Jian Zong after going through so much hardship and thousands of miles, what he saw there was not his family.
The welcome was met with an extremely cold expulsion.
At that moment, my destination was gone and my faith collapsed.
It also became Pu Ruozhi's pain that could not be healed even in his lifetime!
But Ye Wushuang remembered very clearly that when he left Donghuang and rushed to the West Desert, he made a special trip back to the Sword Sect and specifically included Pu Ruozhi's information in the Sword Sect, alongside the other eight disciples; he also personally summoned
He recruited eight disciples and told them about Pu Ruozhi's existence.
The reason is that if something unexpected happens to him, Pu Ruozhi can still have a home to return to and will not be helpless!
But the result...
Those traitors not only betrayed him, but also killed each other!
"I am not aggrieved at all. I am not aggrieved at all to be able to see Master again!"
At this moment, Pu Ruozhi shook his head repeatedly, his eyes were red and swollen, and he choked with sobs: "As long as the master is here, I don't care whether I can enter the Sword Sect or not..."
"How about that?"
Ye Wushuang directly interrupted Pu Ruozhi and said firmly: "You are a disciple of my Wushuang Sword Emperor, and you are a member of the Sword Sect. I will help you get back your status and everything that belongs to you.
We must not take advantage of those evildoers!"
"Well, I listen to Master!"
Seeing that Ye Wushuang was so determined, Pu Ruozhi no longer refused and nodded solemnly. His eyes that were already swollen from crying were filled with tears again.
After thousands of years, he once again felt the feeling of being protected and cared for. It was so good!
"Okay, let's talk about this later. Our master and apprentice haven't seen each other for a hundred years, so we have to have a good chat this time."
Seeing that Pu Ruozhi was about to cry again, Ye Wushuang quickly changed the subject, pulled Pu Ruozhi to sit on a rock aside, and asked softly: "Tell me first, what happened during my absence?
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"How did I hear that Xiao Jianyun betrayed the Sword Sect?"
"Eldest brother did not betray Sword Sect!"
As soon as these words came out, Pu Ruozhi suddenly raised his eyes, looking at Ye Wushuang with tears in his eyes, and said firmly: "He was framed!"