Ling Xiao was once the proud son of the Sword Sect.
Later, he was the scum of the Sword Sect.
All that stood between him and him was the trust of his master, who was the master of the Sword Sect.
Ling Xiao felt ashamed of the kindness he had given to the master of the Sword Sect for raising and teaching him for thirty years.
Ling Xiao committed suicide in the sword tomb.
That day, he was simultaneously betrayed by his most beloved master and the people in the world he protected.
A thousand years later, a pair of scarred hands crawled out of the sword mound, holding the Chaos Sword that killed him.
Hearing that the sanctimonious Honglin Sword Master was still sitting in the position of the Sword Sect's leader and being respected by others, he was still unwilling to accept it.
Honglin Swordmaster, the leader of the Sword Sect, brought back from the mountains in the south a talented sword breeder who was said to have lost both his parents. He was naive and ignorant, and only had the word "sword" in his eyes.
Everyone who saw it said it looked like an unspeakable person.
The Honglin Sword Master just shook his head and denied it, saying that he was just trying to accumulate virtue for others.
To whom should we accumulate virtue?
Have no idea.
A story about a blackened apprentice who comes back to take revenge on his master and makes fun of him
A sour and refreshing piece of old-fashioned dog-blood writing. Why don't you, a fan, collect it and read it?
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Ps: A bloody article that complies with the core values of socialism and warns readers not to commit suicide. It's not right to be a shark, don't be a shark. The shark will turn into a little frog, lonely and lonely.
Intention: Cherish life and stay away from misunderstandings. Suicide is the wrong way to solve a problem.