"Little dough, would you like to join me?" A man dressed in red smiled openly.
"Disciple Yi An, I sincerely abide by the master's order." The red robe was lowered, and Xiaolan Tuanzi knelt down with a straight look.
After nine calamities, his red clothes were in ruins, but he never regretted. "Going against the will of heaven? What do I have to fear!" There was a thunderbolt, but he fell down powerlessly.
Under the blessing tree, people in blue clothes are warm and full of hope. The spiritual power of "May Master have a smooth journey to immortality" is sent secretly, and blessing papers are hung firmly on the treetops.
"I have never seen such masters and disciples. They are both extreme but opposite."
To write any further would be a spoiler. . . This is my first time writing an article. Please take care of me. I am a struggling student in my senior year of high school.