After Wu Gu's Body Was Sacrificed, the Drunkard Master Died.

Su Yue passed through the book and became the heroine with an innocent body who had her bones gouged and cramped by her master in the original novel. In order to survive, she refused the brutal master Xuan Xiao in public and knelt in front of the drunken Xuan Wuyou: "Master, I have a pound and a half of white wine, and you can drink beer as you like!" As a result, he poured out three glasses of wine and was carried back to the room. Immaculate body? No, waste body! You can't learn to wield a sword in three months, and you can't recite the Heart Sutra. The drunkard master never took out his sword from its sheath, but he could strike directly at the life gate with every move - only against her, even his sword energy was suppressed by seven points. Xuan Wuyou's disciple always does what he says. Memorized the wrong Heart Sutra? A red mark exploded in the palm of my hand! Don't know the importance? Then kneel for two hours! But if anyone else dares to touch her at all—— The dust-covered sword has not yet been unsheathed, and the pressure is already overwhelming the person who can't breathe. "My apprentice, will it be someone else's turn to teach me a lesson?" Later, he left the sect for her. "Now, I am not your master." Later, Su Yue discovered that his spiritual roots could help him break through to become a god. She opened her Dantian without hesitation - but was knocked away three feet away by Xuan Wuyou's palm. "Who allowed you to hurt yourself?" His drunken eyes were scarlet, but when he picked her up, he even breathed very lightly. Ancient fragments record: The snow in the devil world falls, the mortal dust falls, the way of heaven disappears, and the dirt is scattered. "Heaven wants you to die?" Xuan Wuyou raised his head and drank the last sip of strong wine. The three-foot green blade was unsheathed and the wine bottle fell to the ground—— "Have you asked about my sword?"