A gray-haired old man stood behind Liu Shaobai at some point. The old man had a kind face and no trace of gray in his gray beard. He stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a simple gray robe, and looked at Liu Shaobai with gentle eyes.
With the girl in pink.
With just one glance, Liu Shaobai felt as if his breath had been frozen at this moment.
The breath was stuck in my throat, and it couldn't go up or come down.
Those lazy eyes in the past turned into unprecedented shock and surprise at this moment.
Liu Shaobai's mouth was slightly open, her throat was strangely dry, and her eyes slowly swept over the old man's body bit by bit, as if she was afraid of seeing something wrong.
Even Akabane was already shocked.
"Old...boss, isn't this...master?"
At this moment, the old man standing in front of Liu Shaobai was clearly the man who brought her into the sect...
After thousands of years, this face appeared in front of Liu Shaobai again.
just like……
He did not die in battle that day.
Everything is like a dream.
Liu Shaobai froze, her eyes looking at the old man unsteadily, the shock flashing in her eyes made her mind go blank.
The old man seemed to notice Liu Shaobai's shocked gaze, a smile flashed across his eyes, and his gentle voice spoke slowly.
"Little guy, have you seen the old man?"
The old man's words were like thunder, striking Liu Shaobai's heart, pulling her back to consciousness from the chaos.
This is not the voice of Master!
The old man in front of me has the same face as the master, but his voice is completely different.
The old man's voice was gentle and kind, but the master's voice always had a dignified and deep tone.
After waking up from the trance, Liu Shaobai immediately withdrew his gaze, bowed to the old man and said: "Liu Shaobai, I have never met my senior, but... I have met someone who looks similar to my senior."
When the old man heard this, he straightened his long beard and chuckled: "Someone who looks very similar to the old man? I wonder who he is?"
Liu Shaobai hesitated for a moment. Although she met the old man for the first time, she felt an inexplicable sense of closeness for some reason. Perhaps it was because of the face that was exactly the same as the master...
"He is the master of this junior generation."
"Oh?" The old man looked at Liu Shaobai with a somewhat unpredictable look.
"Little guy, is your master's surname Mo?"
Liu Shaobai was slightly startled.
"How does senior know?"
Liu Shaobai grew up in the sect, but his master's name has always been a mystery. No one in the sect knows it. Everyone only knows that his master's surname is Mo.
The old man suddenly laughed out loud.
"He is the disciple of an old friend. It is really fate. Your master and I have not seen each other for a thousand years. I wonder how he is doing now?"
Liu Shaobai paused and said in a bitter voice:
"Master... he has passed away long ago."
The old man's face changed slightly, and a look of shock suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Your master...he left? How could..."
The old man's brows were furrowed, and there was an unconcealable pain in his eyes.
"Why did you just leave... For so many years, you have worked hard to train the soul system, and your qualifications should have been at the top of all living beings. How could this happen?"
The old man took a deep breath and was silent for a moment before saying, "How did your master die?"
Liu Shaobai said: "Self-destruct."
The old man was slightly shaken, and his figure seemed to be shaking a little.
