Fast time travel, but the villain is not a human being

Master finally woke up!

Shoudao was overjoyed and was about to stand up to salute, but when the crane transformed into a human body, he suddenly stopped moving, closed his mouth, and even stopped breathing.

He didn't know why he did it, it was just intuition.

I was born with an eye disease and could not see the face of the Ninth Elder, so naturally I did not know the specific appearance of the Ninth Elder.

After waking up from the battle and having his eyes healed, Shoudao didn't have many opportunities to see the Ninth Elder's body. Even if he did, he never looked at it carefully out of respect.

This was the first time that Shoudao observed the Ninth Elder at close range and without any scruples.

At this moment, the Ninth Elder stood sideways, dressed in white clothes. The white clothes were not simple and plain. The golden threads intertwined with the cranes and auspicious clouds, and the white feathers were decorated with fluttering wings. He still held a piece of crabapple branch in his hanging hand. He just stood there quietly. At a glance, it looks like the banished immortal that is described in calligraphy and painting.

However, Shoudao's focus was on the face of the ninth elder.

That face looked strange from the side, but yet there was a strange sense of familiarity amidst the strangeness.

Maybe, he has seen it from this angle. Shoudao comforted himself.

The Ninth Elder stood quietly for three or four seconds, put the flower branches into his sleeves, and stretched out his hand to the teapot on the table.

Shoudao was about to speak out. There was no movement for a short period of time. There was an excuse to explain that he didn't pay attention. If he didn't speak out now, even if he wasn't seen by the ninth elder, he couldn't explain the reason for hiding his aura.

However, the next moment, Shoudao was stunned.

The Ninth Elder had just reached out to lift the teapot, but the first drop came up empty. He paused for a moment before groping for the handle of the teapot.

This kind of pause is all too familiar to Shoudao.

The teapot is a dead object with no spiritual power to detect it. It is left there quietly without any spiritual power fluctuations and cannot be seen. Therefore, even if you know the teapot is there, you will still occasionally touch it without success.

But how could Master?
  Shoudao slowly stood up and told himself not to think too much. The master was probably thinking about something and was just absent-minded, so he didn't notice that he was still under the tree.

There was movement on his side, and the Ninth Elder turned his head and looked over: "Huaijin, I just figured out something."

Shoudao, who was about to call his master, froze in place, feeling extremely uneasy.

"I was thinking, what if the future..." The Ninth Elder suddenly stopped as he spoke, realizing something was wrong, "Who?" Shoudao's throat felt blocked.

The Ninth Elder frowned, then relaxed quickly, and spoke with certainty: "Shou Dao, why are you here?"

"Master, your eyes..." Shoudao said, his voice trembling.

The master's eyes looked normal at first glance, but upon closer inspection, they were lifeless and lackluster. What's more, the master looked over just now, but didn't see him at all.

No wonder the battle between the master and the witch that day was normal at first, but after the witch completely disrupted the spiritual power around him, something went wrong for the master.

The master is basically invisible.

The Ninth Elder was silent for a few seconds, turned his head and poured tea, and said calmly: "It's okay, I'm just injured and haven't recovered yet."

Shou Dao instinctively felt that the ninth elder was hiding something.

Looking back now, a lot of things were wrong.

When he woke up, the headmaster asked him if his eyes were working well.

When the great witch went up the mountain with him, he specially said that he had good eyes.

Shoudao touched his eyes.

His eyes are healed, but Master's eyes are invisible. Isn't it a coincidence?

"What injury did you suffer? Master can heal my eyes, why just..." Shoudao walked towards the ninth elder excitedly, and stopped after taking two steps.

A guess flashed through my mind.

not……

Shoudao's face suddenly turned pale, and he asked in disbelief: "Master, are my eyes... are they yours?"