Wuqingdao Picked up a Black Lotus After Graduation

Female master and male disciple ◆Love the ruthless Tao x Heaven and hate the paranoid ghost ◆Two-way redemption He Duyi is a god in this world. Just because she accomplished three major things at such a young age: 1. Hand-blade boss 2. Graduation from the ruthless path 3. Ascension in the daytime After retiring, she opened a paper-making shop in the mortal world and visited the graves of relatives and friends in batches every day. He also accidentally picked up a dying young man and took him as his apprentice. The little disciple is smart and can learn everything quickly. Whenever I encounter a problem, I always lower my eyebrows and ask for advice: "Please teach me." Until one day, the obedient disciple suddenly had a quarrel with him. The quarrel was not serious, but he just talked a few words back. The next day, while looking for her apprentice, she fell into a trap by her enemies. In desperation, she protected her apprentice, but she was pierced by thousands of arrows. When the mortal body is destroyed, He Du will die and escape back to the divine pool of heaven to recuperate and recuperate. - One night in heaven, He Du suddenly dreamed that a black dragon was wrapped around him. Opening his eyes, there was a person standing beside the divine pool. He was soaked to the skin, and his black clothes were soaked in blood. "Master." The young man's voice was hoarse. He leaned down, and the small mole under his eyes was as red as blood. He gently grabbed her hand and guided her fingertips slowly down from his collarbone, inch by inch. "Teach me something else," he murmured softly. - "I'm tired of being your obedient, meek apprentice." Blessed by you and blinded by you. He was pulled up lovingly and abandoned lightly. So now, choose—— Pick me, or kill me. - ■■■■■Pre-released article "Evil Teacher Makes Rebellious Disciple" The evil master x the sinister and patriarchal apprentice My master. My master is a casual cultivator with mixed spiritual roots. She bought me from a trafficker. She cut down nine squirming monsters to save me. She was burnt black by the scorching sun, and her fingers were covered with calluses and wounds. Her kiss fell like rain on my forehead. Her tears were as salty as salt. When I grow up, I will be filial to her. ——On September 23, she sold me. Many years later I brought her back with me. And I can no longer believe a word she says. But because of my old relationship, I will still be filial to her and respect her. Be filial at the bottom and serve your body, be filial at the middle and serve your heart, and be filial and serve your god at the top. "I'll let you go to bed first, master." I said. - Intention: Perseverance and improvement, practice my heart