I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Chapter 232 Master Bai Yueguang, You Smell So Good (102)

After waking up, he saw that they were all dead. The master who was injured by him said with one breath that it was not his fault and that he should forget everything. Then his memory was erased, but his soul was scattered as a result.

He was determined to save his master, and after searching for many ways, he found that the only thing that could save his master was the Fengsheng Pearl.

When love reaches its deepest point, after being saved from despair, a dead tree will finally come back to life in spring. It must be ripened by love, but he does not understand love, does not understand affection. Maybe he had it in the past, but it is gone now.

Since he didn't have it, he decided to steal it from someone else. He searched many places for the whereabouts of the Fengsheng Pearl and found it on Hua Jingmian's body.

Because he was too soft-hearted and failed, in order to be able to carry out his original plan perfectly, he imposed a forbidden technique on himself - his words became law.

This is also why every time he heard Hua Jingmian trying to confess her love to him, he always wanted to dig out the Fengsheng Pearl.

What now?

He saved Yu Jiuqing, but harmed Hua Jingmian. He made a mistake, but Hua Jingmian paid the price for it.

Ye Zhao's face was pale, and he collapsed to the ground, curled up into a ball, trying to protect himself.

Fragmented memories flashed through my mind like pieces of a puzzle.

Eighteen-year-old Ye Zhao was full of vigor and vitality, like a sword drawn from its sheath.

Standing in the snow and ice to practice swordplay, with snowflakes flying everywhere, the tip of his nose was red, and the hot air he exhaled quickly turned into mist, so he didn't feel the slightest bit of cold.

After he finished practicing, Yu Jiuqing, who looked like a banished immortal, walked towards him slowly, holding a sable cloak.

The warm feeling wrapped the young man Ye Zhao tightly. He laughed and his eyes turned into crescents as he stared at the handsome man in front of him.

Like every time, Yu Jiuqing tied the cloak on him and took the sword from his hand.

"After practicing sword, go back and eat your favorite lotus cake."

Hearing this, the young man Ye Zhao's eyes lit up like stars and he ran up to him in small steps.

"Thank you, Master. You are the best."

He put his hands behind his back and walked backwards.

Yu Jiuqing sighed at his innocent look, but lovingly brushed away the snowflakes on his head.

"Watch the road carefully."

Facing his reminder, the young Ye Zhao was full of confidence, "I'm used to this, I won't fall...ah..."

His feet slipped and he fell uncontrollably towards Yu Jiuqing.

Being afraid of pain, he anticipated how embarrassing and painful it would be to fall flat on his face, and he closed his eyes tightly.

However, the imagined pain never came, and instead I fell into a warm and broad embrace.

He opened his eyes in disbelief, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Yu Jiuqing smiled without saying anything. She waited until he stood firm before putting some distance between them.

The young man Ye Zhao reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, smiling brightly -

"Master, if I accept a disciple in the future, I will protect him well, just like you did."

"No matter what mistakes he makes, I will take the blame for him. I can't bear to hit him. Isn't Master also never willing to hit me?"

"I will pass on all my skills to him in the future. This is inheritance."

Ye Zhao bit the back of his hand so hard that he bled without noticing, in order to force himself away from his memories.

Memories of the past and what he had done to Hua Jingmian were fighting back and forth in his mind one by one.

In the end, he failed to protect Hua Jingmian, treated him badly, and even took his life...

Without the Fengsheng Pearl, he was afraid he would not be able to survive.

The guilt was overwhelming him and he was completely powerless to resist.

In a trance, he recalled the feeling of stabbing into Hua Jingmian's chest and pulling out the bead, and his expression of complete despair.

"Sorry……"

"I didn't know you were different from those people..."

Ye Zhao was devastated, his eyes were red, and he was so sad that he couldn't even cry.

His consciousness gradually became blurred, and he vaguely heard someone calling his name, and the voice was getting smaller and smaller.

When the sound completely disappeared, consciousness also completely disappeared.