The Master Is Above and the Disciple Is Below

That day, she was just a sweeper working in the back hill. A white light flashed across the sky, and someone fell from the clouds, shattering her ordinary life. The man's white clothes were stained with blood, and his features were like paintings. He was the number one person in the three realms, the legendary number one immortal in the world - and the "destined person" as the soft and waxy voice in her head said. She saved him. He asked: "What do you want in return?" She thought for a while and answered seriously: "Of course I have to give my life to save my life." For the first time, cracks appeared on that cold and pure face. Later she found out that this man practiced the ruthless way. I have been alone for thousands of years, not close to women, not stained by the world of mortals. Legend has it that his heart was made of ice, and anyone who came near him would suffer frostbite. But she didn't believe it. She gave him a love lunch made by dark cuisine, read her love poems at the door of his retreat, and used system props to secretly see how favorably he felt about her—— On the day from "-100" to "-99", she was so happy that she entertained the whole system. The fellow senior sister mocked her, but she smiled and didn't say anything back. She turned around and let the passing master hear all the bad words. That was the first time he defended someone in public: "I, the Taixu Sword Sect, when will it be the turn of outsiders to talk?" She thought the iceberg was starting to melt. But on the night of the full moon when she tiptoed to kiss him, thunder suddenly fell from the sky—— The ruthless way he cultivated backfired. Either cut off the love and forget her; or die in a catastrophe and lose your soul. He chose the former, pushed her away, and died alone. But she refused to give in. Ancient divine veins