My master is afraid of death.
The master is actually not much older than me, and he doesn't act like a master every day. He flirts with others at every turn, and is so poisonous that he has no friends. The main thing is that he runs away after flirting, leaving the brothers in the master's sect to take the blame.
Finally one day, his master was expelled from the sect and was hunted by thousands of people. They fled thousands of miles together and rushed to Qingyang where they were besieged. His master died and the sect was disbanded.
Someone forced Deng Hexuan to bring back his short-lived master. Oh, this person was the devil who killed his master.
Deng Hexuan only felt as if he had entered a false mountain gate, practiced a false practice, and worshiped a false master.
As a result, not only did he not go to the underworld, but he also returned to the time when his master was a coward and a coward, and was almost stabbed to death by his master.
Deng Hexuan: Gan! Why weren't you so crazy when you took me to escape?
A short story with lots of warnings, written to relieve boredom
The only thing guaranteed is sweetness
Intention: Growth is about patience, eliminating complexity and simplicity, and looking for the truth
