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Chapter 1220

Chapter 1220

Liu Sansheng took out a cigarette and "sent" it to Meng Bai Lou along with a lighter: "Don't hurt me. You lost your wife and lost your troops there. Isn't it the same with me?"

"Fortunately, I only exposed our true identities and were not caught by the other party."

"Otherwise, who will free you?"

Meng Bailou took the cigarette and subconsciously asked Suning: "Can I smoke?"

He regretted it as soon as he said it.

He scolded with blazing eyes: "Ask, ask about the ball."

"That girl from Lingxi isn't here, so why can't labor and management be punished?"

"This is my territory, you can take it if you want."

Suning said with a smile: "Did I let you smoke?"

Meng Bailou turned sideways, lit it beautifully, took a deep breath and said: "Substitute someone as soon as possible."

"I've had enough of this for the past half month."

"You can't smoke, you can't speak loudly. Every once in a while, you have to endure the violence of that little fox."

"Thanks to my strong mind, otherwise, who could survive?"

Liu Sansheng apologized: "You have suffered."

After saying that, he stood up and told Chen Xuanjun: "Go to the secret room to get people, let them take a bath and change into clean clothes."

"Don't appear in front of me within one hour."

Fourth Master Chen agreed obediently and strode away.

After a while, after Chen Xuanjun had gone away, Liu Sansheng personally moved a stool to Tang Jingyue and said in a lonely tone: "Sit down."

The latter shook his head slightly and murmured: "Master."

Liu Sansheng's body was stiff, as if he had been struck by lightning.

The cigarette butt held in his left hand fell to the ground, splashing with sparks.

Tang Jingyue repeated: "Is it you, master?"

Liu Sansheng's breathing became heavier and he spoke with difficulty: "I'm not."

"Your master died fifteen years ago."

"Died on the night I went to the villa to kill you."

"I am Huangtengjiu, not Liu Sansheng, the founder of Kunlun."

Tang Jingyue moved the wooden stool, knelt down heavily on the ground, and said loudly: "Why?"

Liu Sansheng looked up at the sky, his pupils unfocused and said, "How can there be so many reasons in this world?"

"If you fell in love with Tang Younian, who you shouldn't have loved, do you need a reason?"

"When you are alive, you should do whatever you want and be free from restraints."

"Living for yourself is called living."

"Swayed by worldly emotions, you are like a puppet, and life is worse than death."

Tang Jingyue gargled her tears and said, "You taught us how to practice and teach us to die for our sect."

"You said that Kunlun is our home."

“This is the inheritance left to us by the ancestors of past generations.”

"Kunlun cannot fall, and the family cannot be separated."

"Why do you want to destroy what you taught us with your own hands?"

"If that's the case, why did you accept us as disciples back then?"

"Master, you are so cruel and heartless."

Liu Sansheng was unmoved and said: "The world is unpredictable and the situation forces us to do so."

"My choice, it can't be wrong."

Tang Jingyue said in a trembling voice: "So, you will still attack Kunlun and us."

Liu Sansheng said decisively: "Yes."

Tang Jingyue straightened up, closed her eyes and smiled miserably.

After a long time, she said loudly: "Kunlun disciple Tang Jingyue, Acting Senior Brother Ji Xuanqing, Second Senior Brother Du Qirui, Junior Brother Su Xinglan, Junior Sister Xia Baiyou, thank you Master for your teachings."

Liu Sansheng's white hair was flying, and he said with astonishing aura: "Good."


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