The Ascetic Immortal Was Pulled Off the Altar by Me
by Xiao Xihe
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Not only was Shen Yao seriously injured, but he also went to drink. When he was drunk, he pulled his sleeve and shouted: "I don't want Yaozun to save me, I want Master to save me." "When it comes to saving people, being a teacher is not as professional as medicine." "Oh, no matter what, I can be saved by you, I just need you to save me." He put his hand on the wound in her palm, and his spiritual power slowly flowed into her body with silver light, extremely warm and full. A flash of smile flashed across the corner of the man's mouth. The next day, Shen Yao came out of his small courtyard in high spirits and stretched. As soon as she saw him coming out, her little face immediately turned pale as if frostbitten, her steps were heavy and shaky, and she shouted weakly: "Master... It was a medical accident. You have treated me badly, you have to take responsibility." If he hadn't accidentally seen her so energetic, even the Miao Miao Palace Sword Master, who knew Xianxian, would have been deceived. Zhiyuan avoided her outstretched hand, stared at her and said coldly: "You deserve it!" "?" Doesn't work anymore? Shen Yao continued to follow Zhi Yuan and asked with a flattering look on his face: "Excuse me, are you still my master who is flawless, clean and refined, as pale as a chrysanthemum, as pure as ice, loved by everyone, and a beauty in the world?" With a smile on his lips, he avoided her with his eyes and said, "Go away, stop flattering me."
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