Yumen Young Master

Chapter 282 Scared?Or, not afraid?

Late at night, on the sandboat in the valley, Xiao Youyuan was alone in a daze in the room. Yuliuhuan originally said to take him to Licheng to relax, but he resolutely protested that he would not go, so Yuliuhuan left him on the sandboat.

There is enough food on the sandship for it to eat, and he won't be hungry within ten days, but, without Yu Liuhuan's order, he can't leave the sandship.

"Are you lonely?" Suddenly, a gentle chuckle came from the void, and Xiaoyouyuan's ears immediately pricked up. Didn't everyone leave the sandboat?Even the disciples of the Desert God Valley had already practiced in seclusion when the sandship stopped, and they would only stop their practice when the master came back. At this moment, how could anyone talk?

"Lonely? Xiaoyouyuan." That gentle voice blew over like a breeze, softly, faintly, but hauntingly lingering in Xiaoyouyuan's ears.

Xiao Youyuan shook his head fiercely, he is not lonely, he is not lonely at all, he is just thinking about his master, he just can no longer bounce around with his master like before, he is a cripple.

"I'm not lonely!" Xiao Youyuan waved her claws and said grinningly.

He doesn't need sympathy, he doesn't need comfort, his legs are useless, he can't walk around anymore, he doesn't want to go out, he doesn't want people to see him in a wheelchair, he hates people even knowing he exists.

"If you're lonely, I can talk to you." The voice as gentle as the wind spoke again, like a comfortable warm current, pouring into Xiaoyouyuan's body bit by bit, making him feel a little bit of warmth in his heart. eager.

He has not spoken for many days. He wants to talk to his master, but as soon as he opens his mouth, he will think of the scene where his master cruelly cut his hamstring, and his heart is filled with infinite resentment. Therefore, he can only try his best not to talk to his master. Speak, so that the master will not see his fiercest and ugliest side.

He hates talking to those annoying ghosts around his master even more. They are the ones who snatched away his master. Obviously he has been with the master for so long, and he has been with the master all the time. Why are there more and more people around the master?The master doesn't love him anymore, the master despises him, and he hates those around the master who snatch the master away.

"It's okay, let me talk with you." The voice sounded in his ears again, as if full of some kind of huge bewitchment, which made him suddenly tempted.

Yeah, he wanted to talk to someone too, but who could he talk to?Let him talk to those around his master who are delusional about taking him away?No, he never will.

Xiaoyouyuan tightly grasped the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, and scratched a scratch on the wooden wheelchair. The voice seemed to know what he was thinking, and whispered softly like the wind: "Xiaoyouyuan Yuan, I have been waiting for you, I am always waiting for you, as long as you are lonely, as long as you want to talk, I will show up at any time and stay with you."

"Where are you?" Xiao Youyuan rolled her eyes and looked around, but she didn't see anything. The sand boat was still quiet, and there was no one. The voice seemed to disappear. I didn't speak anymore.

Xiao Youyuan suddenly became flustered, was this his hallucination?Could it be that no one talked to him at all just now, and everything was his hallucination?Was he lonely enough to start hallucinating?
"Where are you? Where are you?" Xiao Youyuan slapped his paw on the armrest of the wheelchair and roared angrily.

fraud!fraud!There is no one on the sandboat, no one cares about him, no one cares whether he is dead or alive, no one cares about his feelings, no one even likes him.

The master is really cruel. The master spoiled and loved him so much in the past, but now that he is crippled, does he just abandon him on the sandboat at will?It was getting dark, and he was most afraid of the dark. He was afraid that there would be darkness all around him, and he would not be able to see any light. This feeling made him prefer to die.

"Liar! Liar! They are all liars!" Tears fell from Xiao Youyuan's eyes, and there were bursts of sad crying in the darkness. His broken tea bowl and candlestick fell crookedly on the ground. In the darkness, only his dark eyes glistened with tears.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light appeared in the room, and the door opened gently, as if the moonlight from the sky suddenly poured in, making the room suddenly brighter, surrounded by countless white flames, and they were scattered like sky lanterns In the air, lighting up the whole room.

The eyes suddenly brightened up, but Xiao Youyuan was unfamiliar with all this, he hugged his arm tightly with his two paws, shivering slightly, tears still fell down in big ones.

"Master..." He called softly, this voice was the deepest and deepest voice in his soul, it was a voice of redemption in his darkness and fear.

"Master!" Xiao Youyuan continued to call, but no one answered, he felt that the master would never appear again, the master abandoned him, the master disappeared, the master would never descend from the sky to protect him like a goddess, the master would not It was his master again.

"Are you afraid?" Suddenly, a white figure floated in at the door, and a beautiful woman appeared in front of her eyes. She was barefoot, dressed in white clothes, and her face was also pale. Her silver hair was blown to pieces by the wind. , floating in the air one after another.

Xiao Youyuan froze suddenly, her mouth seemed unable to open, she didn't know what to say, she just felt that the scene in front of her was so strange, master, master... At this moment, he missed his master so much, but Where is the master?Where is the master?

The silver-haired woman gently raised her hand, as if she wanted to stroke Xiao Youyuan's hair, Xiao Youyuan's eyes suddenly showed a fierce look, and she patted her paw, leaving a deep bloodstain on the silver-haired woman's white hand.

The silver-haired woman didn't seem to feel the pain at all, with a bright smile in her eyes, she looked down at Xiao Youyuan in front of her, and said softly, "Little Youyuan, are you afraid? Or, aren't you afraid?"

Xiao Youyuan suddenly looked fiercely at the silver-haired woman in front of her, showing an evil smile, and shouted angrily: "Go away! Hypocritical human! Do you think I need you? I don't need you, I don't need you!"

The silver-haired woman sat down next to Xiao Youyuan with a smile on her face, and looked at him quietly, as if looking at a child who was ignorant of the world, her eyes were full of pity, she was not angry at all because of him Roaring without any disgust and indifference, there is still a soft smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)