Moment before taking off, the wind died.
The apprentice he raised with his own hands stabbed him to the core with the sword he gave him.
Xu Shitiandao felt that his death was unjust and let him be reborn.
Reborn on his twenty-fifth birthday, he had just picked up his apprentice from the beggar pile.
Feng Bubu stared at the dirty little apprentice in front of him and slowly raised his hand...
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Ling Zhengshang, who had returned from killing his master, raised his head and saw his master's murderous face.
At this time, he suddenly received a new task from Heaven in his consciousness——
"Capturing the wind is not enough to capture the heart"
Ling Zhengshang, who had just caught the wind and felt a chill in his heart:... I felt paralyzed on the spot.
*Every day I think about how to kill my apprentice's master Gong×Every day I think about how to win over my master's disciple
Intention: The road is long and difficult, but the journey is about to begin
