In my previous life, I admired and admired my Master. But he doesn't know the difference between right and wrong. He favored the younger junior sister, which caused countless disciples of our sect to lose their souls. I don't understand why he is partial when it is clearly the younger junior sister's fault. He has always been fair. How many people have he killed. Those are the brothers who grew up with us. Until the end, I sought justice from my junior sister. My dear Master stabbed my heart with a knife and cut off my hands, just to make my junior sister happy. Why should we pay the price with our lives for what others have done wrong? I am not willing to accept it, I hate it, why, I hate it, I hate Master for being blind and blinded. After resurrecting my life, I will keep my usually unattainable master under my body and do everything he doesn't want to do.
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