I Retrieved My Memories After My Death and They All Fell in Love with Me.

Ps, no CP The three outstanding apprentices I taught myself all thought I had evil intentions towards them. Until they teamed up to nail me to the pillar of death, gritted their teeth to extract my memories, and clamored to let all living beings know my ugliness... The eldest disciple, Mu Qingyao, was a person with an immortal spirit and was regarded by outsiders as a flower of the mountains. However, on my death day, he said bitterly, "Shangguanye never regarded me as his disciple, he only regarded me as a plaything..." The second disciple Jiang Yang, a handsome and cheerful little sun with a warm heart in others' hearts, had a dark expression on my deathbed, "He is not worthy of being a teacher!" Young disciple Su Xian, the clear breeze and bright moon, recognized by all living beings as the national white moonlight, did not look like my most beloved disciple at the time of my death. His paralyzed face made people even more intimidating. "What I hate the most is the time I spent with him every afternoon. Disgusting."