Jiang Yunzhao thought about accepting a disciple, but no matter how much she thought at a young age, she never thought that she would accept a disciple like Han Buli.
Fierce, paranoid, and as heavy as a kitten, when weighed, it is a real spike.
Her senior brother Fang Qingyuan, who was away exterminating demons, came all the way back to laugh at her, but according to him, this was to congratulate her on having a successor to the Tianming Sword.
Is there any successor? She is not a rigid master who forces her apprentice to inherit the mantle.
Don't leave, just grow up safely. If I had more expectations, it would be to grow into a cheerful and upright young man who practices Taoism.
Look, how handsome her apprentice looks when he smiles! It is like a green and upright good seedling, a rising star of the Chonghua sect, and her family will never leave it.
"So, if you don't leave, let it go... I won't do this to deceive the teacher and destroy the Tao. Be good, let's go back to Fuyu Mountain, let's go home."
But the stubborn little wolf would rather pierce his heart than come to her.
Every word, my heart bleeds.
"Master, I really love you."
"It has nothing to do with the relationship between master and disciple, only the love between man and woman."
"I love you, Yun Zhao."
Purpose: Cherish everyone who loves you
