"Are you really going to kill me?" Just like she always did when asking him questions, she looked at the person who was going to kill her now. The clouds were filled with gods from all walks of life and people from various sects in the fairy world. At this time, they all focused on the man holding the sword, with no emotion on his face. "Well," he was equally emotionless, as if the person in front of him had nothing to do with him. "Hahahaha" she began to yell. She smiled and said, "It turns out, it turns out that everything is like this, Luo Zixiao, it turns out that all of this is just my own passion." She smiled so beautifully. Dressed in purple, she was the most beautiful woman in the world. But at this time, her face was full of tears. She looked at the man she loved with a smile. The person who taught her to accompany her was her master. She knew that she shouldn't like him. Even if she liked him, she should keep it secretly in her heart. She shouldn't express her feelings like this, and she shouldn't openly express her love for him in front of the Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas. But without saying that she was afraid that she would have no chance, she never knew She asked where she was in her heart, or whether it was nothing at all. She raised her face. She wanted to try not to let the tears flow down. She didn't want to, and the people around her didn't say anything. They just looked at the pair of masters and disciples quietly, and looked at the choice of the man holding the Jade Yao Sword in his hand.
In fact, this novel was written by me after reading a series of Master and Disciple stories such as Hua Qiangu. Please forgive me.