First the disciple, then the master. The boss is unfair
Xu Zhixue is the only direct disciple of Xie Zhiwei, the leader of Bai Yujing and known as the best swordsman in the world.
The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.
The young man's willfulness is like a shooting star, and all the treasures in the world fall into the hands of one person. Xu Zhaxue has lived a high-spirited life in the past few decades, and no one knows you.
It is precisely because these years have gone so smoothly that many years after Xie Zhiwei's death, Xu Zhaxue still feels like a lifetime ago when he thinks of these days.
Xie Zhiwei is a well-deserved pride of heaven. He was entrusted by his friend to take Xu Zhixue as his disciple.
Invite cats and dogs, go to the house and uncover the tiles, indulge them all.
The young man's eyebrows were picturesque, his smiling eyes were curved and clear, and Ling Ling looked at him with unabashed admiration. However, the cinnabar between his eyebrows burned like a flame, burning his heart as cold as snow into a pool of spring water.
Ripples were everywhere, and the army was defeated.
Xie Zhiwei felt guilty.
So he died calmly.
The soul is overwhelmed by the snow, and the white jade is frost-cold.
Xu Zhaxue felt that he should be a good person, but also felt that he should be a bastard who deceived his teachers and destroyed his ancestors.
After doing good deeds for three hundred years, he got an opportunity for Xie Zhiwei to be reincarnated.
After thinking about it, Xu Shuxue slapped her thigh and decided to accept her master as her disciple.
Master, master and apprentice, become master and apprentice again.
Xu Zhaxue thinks she should be a genius...
At least until Xie Zhiwei recovers his cultivation and memory...
The Immortal Lord, who had lost a ray of his soul, turned into a somewhat stupid child. While Xu Zhaxue was gloating at the misfortune, he couldn't help but feel sad: It's so difficult to raise a child.
The soul that was sealed by the two-word motto was searched for by the two of them, and they found it like a blind cat and a dead mouse.
It's just...
It's just that the price is me! Xu Zhaxue got angry.
OK. Xu Zaixue looked up at the sky.
One person, one time, the matter of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestor is settled!
Xie Zhiwei buried her head and raised her hand to touch his lips.
It's not fair, you still owe me a lot, many times.
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Intention: Like the morning dew, it will be more painful every day.