"Haha, what a courageous boy. It's a pity that even if you don't obey my words, your benefactor is already dead."
"What? You lied! My benefactor was so powerful, how could he die? You lied to me!" Bai Yu looked unbelieving, but it could be seen that he was already a little flustered.
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. The fact is the fact, there is nothing to say. There are only two ways before you now, either follow me or die!"
"No matter what you say is true or false, I will not follow you!" Bai Yu said with a stubborn look.
"You are still young, and you are an innate spirit. As long as you follow me, I can train you to be a rare master in the world in less than ten years. By then, you will have whatever you want. Aren't you tempted by all of this?
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"Are these good? I don't want to be invincible. I just want to be by my benefactor's side, even if I have to deal with hardship every day, because that is my choice!" Bai Yu's words were loud and clear.
"To put it nicely, it's loyalty, but to put it worst, it's just ignorance. If it were anyone else, I would have killed him long ago. Don't think that I wouldn't kill you."
"If you want to kill, just kill him!" Bai Yu held out her chest and raised her head bravely, not afraid of death.
"You are so shameless, do you really think I am reluctant to kill you?"
"Let's do it, old witch!" Bai Yu said righteously.
"What did you say? Looking for death!"
The violent killing intent instantly filled the entire dark room, but Bai Yu just looked fearless.
"He is a child and is ignorant. Don't argue with him. Besides, he didn't say anything wrong. To a certain extent, you are just an old witch, hahaha...Old witch, this is the first time.
Someone called you that, hahaha, I laughed to death!"
Suddenly a voice sounded in the darkness.
"who is it?"
"Hey, you can't even hear my voice? It seems you are really old."
"Mu Mumu! It turns out to be you!"
"Yes, it's me!"
"Have you ever heard the mournful cry in the wind? Have you ever seen the tears shed by Yan Zi in the West District? Have you ever seen the eyes of countless dying people who dare not? Yes, all of these are unyielding, but they can
So what? In the end, aren’t we being crushed into the dust of history with the pace of the times? You and I both believe in fate, but we don’t believe in fate. The purpose of your practice is nothing more than to follow the will of God and live as long as God.
In this world of mortals, we have to worry about birth, old age, illness, and death. There is no need to fight to the death for some vain things, but in the end, all of this cannot escape God's arrangement."
"Mu Mumu, you have been fighting with me secretly for decades, but you have never defeated me. You know, this is fate. I didn't kill you before because I felt that there were not many people like you and me.
It’s too cold at high places, and now Xiao Aotian has been exiled to the turbulent flow of time and space by me using an alien summons. I don’t want you to be like him.”
Mu Mumu is the Mu Gong who met Ming Jili, and the old man that Ying Zhuyue and the others met at the Famous Flower Club. His true identity is the dean of Taiping College, but he rarely appears in Taiping College, even in private
Very few people here have seen his true face.
Mu Gong walked out of the darkness, and you could vaguely see the cynicism on his face, but he was indeed old. The mottled wrinkles lay ruthlessly on his face, and the ravines were growth rings eroded by time.
"Mo Xihua, the grudge between you and me is just a trivial matter. I haven't fought with you at the peak for so many years. It's not that I don't dare, but I feel it's unnecessary. But now, your hand has crossed the line. There are some things that you shouldn't get involved in.
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It turns out that the master of Dengtian Pavilion is actually Mo Xihua. It is said that she is the most beautiful woman in the world, and her cultivation is ranked behind Xiao Aotian!
"Crossing the line? Mr. Mu was so smart that he was really confused for a moment." Mo Xihua was wearing a green rose skirt and a high bun on her head. Her eyebrows were breathtakingly beautiful. According to legend, the master of the Dengtian Pavilion was no less than a hundred years old.
, but looking at her face, there are no traces of the erosion of time at all. "This world does not belong to you, it does not belong to me, but to the virtuous! Some people occupy some empty positions but cannot do what they should do.
Then it’s up to me to set things right. The world is so big that it’s all about bringing order out of chaos, and I, Mo Xihua, am just the one enforcing the law!”