Being a god is not fun at all, Chen Xian thought so a hundred years ago, and he still thinks so a hundred years later.
A hundred years ago, Chen Xian raised his head and looked at the busy figure of his master, wondering when the master would be free to listen to his confession. Unfortunately, he was unable to do so because his master died.
So a hundred years later, the equally busy Immortal Qing'an would always wonder when the master would come back.
Later, he felt calm, stopped thinking about it, and even accepted a disciple. The little apprentice was timid and stayed by his side every day, shouting "Master" and "Master".
As time passed, Chen Xian was surprised to find that his little apprentice behaved more and more like a certain person. Chen Xian ran to ask him, feeling extremely nervous, but his apprentice smiled and answered him:
"You missed me, so of course I have to come back, little bastard."
Crying bag (pretend), ying ying weird (fake), gentle disciple Gong (master) & looks cold but actually is even colder, master Shou (disciple)
◆Lin Chengzhu & Chen Xian◆
It tastes sour and sweet, with a single arrow in the early stage and a double arrow in the later stage. Working hard at coding
Intention: The gap needs to be broken by oneself!