It is said that master is a high-risk profession. Judging from the development history of Lingyun Sect, this awareness has been deeply rooted in everyone's hearts.
Song Ming deeply believed that he was a master who never forgets the past and the future. But... It's time for him to take on a disciple. Damn it! We haven't had enough good days yet, so why are we facing this problem? Although she was crying inside, Song Ming's appearance did not change at all after listening to the leader's instructions.
Since you can't refuse, then... The decision is yours! Little bean curd! I can't believe what such a little kid can do. Hahahahahaha (akimbo) Song Ming was so proud of his decision back then, but now he regrets it so much.
"Master, where have you been? I was in the room just now." When he heard Ling Sinian's voice, Song Ming, who was holding his waist just now, immediately stopped talking, but the sound he just heard suddenly disappeared, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. Suddenly, an arm wrapped around Song Ming's waist! ! !
"Master, I really didn't mean it." Well, Song Ming was really tired of hearing this sentence. Song Ming's ears have been covered with calluses since the year he accepted him as a disciple.
What's going on, how did things develop like this...
Intention: Two people from completely different worlds, can they get closer to each other step by step as long as they work hard enough?