In the year of the Hanshan avalanche, Xue Huaiyu's world was completely covered by the white snow.
He lost his mother when he was young, and in this vast world, only his father and him were left to rely on each other. The overwhelming avalanche overturned and swallowed up the wooden house, and my father died here.
Huaiyu was overjoyed when the spiritual root appeared in the desperate situation, but found that it was just a fragmented ice spiritual root.
The monks from the sect looked at it and shook their heads, saying that the spiritual roots were innately damaged, and no matter how hard they practiced, they would never be able to achieve greatness in this life, and they were doomed to be mediocre.
Xue Huaiyu, who has no great ambitions, thinks that it is not a desperate matter. He has nothing, so how can he lose it?
Desperate, he took refuge in various places, and accidentally entered the Xuanfeng Sect.
Duan Fusheng, the head of the Xuanfeng Sect, is known as an old fox, and he is still very old. Her eyebrows are charming, like a fox or a demon. She looks young and elegant, but her thoughts are deep and unpredictable.
When the selection came, Xue Huaiyu, who thought there was no chance, was unexpectedly selected by Duan Fusheng.
However, Duan Fusheng didn't teach him a single spell after he became a disciple. He spent the whole day either doing laundry, cooking, cleaning, and taking care of the children, or running errands for him. He really refused to teach him any real skills.
Day after day of work made Xue Huaiyu confused. Finally one day, he couldn't help but ask.
Duan Fusheng turned his head sideways, with a faint smile at the end of his eyes, and spoke slowly:
"Don't you know that there are not many people who come to me to really learn magic?"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and rubbed the young man's thin and tight waist.
Xue Huaiyu's whole body stiffened suddenly, the cold breath suddenly stuck in his chest, and goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body.
"..." What kind of yang-sucking vixen is this?
I thought I had found a reliable master, but I didn't expect that the other party actually regarded me as his wife. I don't know. How come he really came to learn swordsmanship? Attack
*1v1, double clean
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＊Gong is a fox, and there is a fox's true body in the Dharma, Heaven and Earth
Intention: Born towards the sun, turned against the wind