This is a once-in-a-hundred-year disaster in the world. It happened that I went down the mountain to buy supplies and saved a child.
The child asked me if I would accept her as my disciple. She would repay me a hundredfold in the future.
I waved my hand and said no.
But in the end I agreed.
I took the child back to the mountains, taught him swordsmanship, and allowed the child to call him master.
When that child grows up, I will experience it with her, accompany her to grow up, and watch her leave.
When we meet again, that child is the little Highness of Heaven who is respected by thousands of people, and I am still me.
She disowns me. Don't remember me. Ask me politely, senior, if you are willing to save the people from the fire and water?
I smiled, waved my hand and said no.
It's a pity that fate cannot be controlled by oneself. I still went to the so-called righteous camp.
That's all, I regret it.
But at that time I voluntarily resigned from my official position, gave up my rewards, and retired to the mountains and forests. In the past three hundred years, I have never done anything shameful. I no longer owe anything to heaven. On this trip, not only did I go up to the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of fire, but I also ended up paying the price for myself.
The child who once asked me to teach her how to write has grown taller than me. The hand that I could wrap with one hand now has the strength to hold me tightly.
Later, Shen Changqing coaxed me gently and asked me if I would like to be her wife.
I think, after rejecting you so many times, I will agree this time.
I said, I do.
He is indifferent to right and wrong and doesn't want to care about anything, but he still has an unbearable heart
Although the copywriting is in the first person, the text is in the third person, please note.
Purpose: To become a kind and righteous person