Dao Huo'er pointed to his chest and told the whole story: "I said Liu Sansheng is not dead. Fifteen years ago, he faked his death and went into hiding."
"Capture the Su family and deal with Kunlun. The person who plans to kill you is none other than your master Liu Sansheng."
"There is no mercy in this sword."
"I carried it with force, and the injuries were quite serious."
"If it were you, there would be no way to survive."
"He mistook me for you and tore off the human skin mask on his face under my pleading."
"Oh, luckily I met Liu Sansheng fifty years ago. I will never admit his mistake."
Dao Huo'er pulled his ponytail and said categorically: "Fifty years ago, when we were on Daomen Mountain, Liu Sansheng often discussed Taoism with his master, an old drunkard."
"In the back mountain, we chat and drink, and compete in martial arts."
"Not just him, I have met all the previous headmasters of other lines."
Tang Jingyue's mentality collapsed, and she stood up and sat down numbly.
He sat down and stood up unsteadily holding on to the coffee table.
Then, she shrank her hands in her armholes and pinched the soft flesh of her palms with her fingertips.
The joints are white, but I can't feel any pain.
Dao Huo'er consoled him: "Jingyue, he is no longer your master Liu Sansheng. He is the despicable and shameless Huang Tengjiu."
"Lost your true nature and forget your original heart."
"He is secretly helping Chen Xuanjun, who is completely on the opposite side of us."
"He died fifteen years ago, can't you just treat him as really dead?"
Tang Jingyue raised her head and said nothing, her cheeks wet with tears.
I cried so much that I couldn't even make a sound.
Dao Huo'er smacked his lips and said, "Speaking of which, I didn't understand two of Liu Sansheng's sentences."
"Why does China need someone to stand up and break it? He is bound to do it."
"In order to become an immortal, achieve Taoism and live as long as the heavens, if the six meridians are not broken, the shackles in the dark will always exist."
"Crazy, the preface doesn't match the postscript."
Tang Jingyue said sadly: "What else did he say?"
Dao Huoer wrinkled his face and recalled: "He said he had no choice but to ask you not to blame him."
"The true meaning of the word Jingyue is that the Kunlun green robe he is wearing was sewn by Xia Baiyou himself."
"Oh, by the way, he even knows about Su Xinglan's self-suppression of the Demon Killing Pond."
Tang Jingyue laughed with tears in her eyes, and said with a vain step: "So, he asked Chen Xuanjun to capture the Su family."
"The other Five Meridians regard Taoshan Village as a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, but he knows that Junior Brother Xinglan developed inner demons due to the demon sword technique during his trip to the Miao border."
"The spirit girl was forcibly taken away by the Taoists, and the senior brother had nothing to do."
"Kunlun's strongest trump card, the demon-slaying talisman left behind by our ancestor, has disappeared."
"It's not that Senior Brother is reluctant to use it, but that no one would have thought that Master would steal it."
"Tang Younian's pass token, the demon-slaying sword technique he used."
"all of these......"
Halfway through the words, Tang Jingyue felt furious and her blood spurted out.
She squatted on the ground, venting her spiritual power, irritable and chaotic, showing a look of pain.
Dao Huo'er asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
"Hey, I told you that for your own good, you insist on asking."
"Look, it's you who's hurt?"
Tang Jingyue shook her head fiercely and walked towards the second floor with firm eyes.
"Huo'er, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."
"You are right. From the day he faked his death and escaped, he was no longer my master, our master."
"Master, he's dead."
"The person who takes my life tonight is named Huangtengjiu."
"The relationship between master and disciple ended fifteen years ago and ends today."
"In this world, there is Kunlun Mountain that remains standing, but there is no Liu Sansheng."