"Disciple, disciple..."
“That’s enough!”
Fan Qinghui interrupted Shi Feixuan and snorted coldly, "If I hadn't known that you weren't evil by nature, you would be a corpse right now!"
"Practicing demonic arts is a heinous crime, unforgivable. If your master hadn't risked his life to protect you, do you think you'd still be alive right now?!"
"Who else knows about your practice of magic?"
"If they come together, I, the master, will go and kill them. This will prevent them from ruining the reputation of my Cihang Jingzhai, which has lasted for over a thousand years, and even more so, the reputation of my righteous path."
“···”
Shi Feixuan was completely silent.
Her heart gradually grew colder and colder.
really.
hehe.
She laughed at herself, silently.
It’s true.
A famous and upright sect, the so-called righteous path!
In fact, he couldn't tell right from wrong, black from white, and he didn't even give himself a chance to explain. Anyone who had come into contact with the magic should die?
What kind of Zhongmen is this?
With such a morbid "black and white" mentality, how can there be freedom and justice?
Such a sect...
Why should I respect?
Is it worth it?
What would happen if I continued to stay in the sect? Would I help Cihang Jingzhai make one more mistake?
What about history? Shi Feixuan didn't know, but judging from the plot, Shuanglong clearly had a better chance and could do better.
But what about Cihang Jingzhai’s choice?
They were never given a chance.
I am just like a chess piece in Cihang Jingzhai, carrying out the will of the top leaders.
"Master."
Shi Feixuan closed her eyes and then slowly opened them again, but her eyes were already filled with coldness.
"Disciple, thank you, Master, for your nurturing and teaching over the years."
Boom.
There was a loud bang, and the floor exploded.
Fan Qinghui's expression was also cold: "I know you are dissatisfied in your heart, but you must know how sinful the mistake you made is."
“Irreparable!”
"so···"
"Even though I'm reluctant to let go, this is the only way."
"Discard your own martial arts skills, and don't let me take action. Otherwise, I'm afraid your life will be in danger."
What a great reluctance to leave.
Shi Feixuan suddenly laughed.
If you were so reluctant to let me go, why would you not even give me a chance to explain? Or even let me finish my words?
If you were really reluctant to let me go, why would you ask me to give up my martial arts, abandon my position as a saint, and never show myself in public again, and spend the rest of my life in seclusion?
Even now, you are still threatening me, saying that if I don't give up my martial arts, you will take my life?
hehe···
I really can't bear to leave.
If I had not joined the group, I would not have had any "treasonous" thoughts when facing this situation, but now.
"Master."
Dong, Dong...
Three kowtows.
The ground exploded, smoke and dust billowed, and even the whole house shook violently for a moment as if there was an earthquake.
Fan Qinghui narrowed his eyes slightly, and a coldness gradually appeared in his eyes.
"you···"
"Are you really that dissatisfied?"
She was not a fool, so she naturally knew what Shi Feixuan meant by making such a big fuss. It was clearly her dissatisfaction!
But Fan Qinghui was unhappy again.
I am your master, don’t you listen to me?
How dare you show such displeasure in front of your master? What's the meaning?!
So bold!
In shock and anger, Fan Qinghui actually overlooked one thing, that is, with Shi Feixuan's original strength, no, even with her own strength, it would not be easy to kowtow and make such a loud noise.
It is inevitable that the brain will be split open and blood will flow out.
There might even be damage to the skull.
But when Shi Feixuan raised her head, she was not injured at all. At most, her eyebrows were slightly red, that's all.
This kind of "defense" or "headbutt" attack power is already much stronger than her Fan Qinghui.
"Reply...Master..."
"Don't call me Master. From now on, I am not your Master!"
The more Fan Qinghui thought about it, the angrier he became, and he even denied the master-disciple relationship.
In this era, the master-disciple relationship is truly as heavy as Mount Tai, almost equivalent to that of parents. Otherwise, why would we call the master "father"?
But as your master, I am willing to take the risk and save your life, but I want you to give up your martial arts and never show them in front of others again. And you are so dissatisfied with me that I almost broke the house!
Still calling me Master?!
I don't have a traitor like you!
“···”
Shi Feixuan knelt in front of Fan Qinghui and remained silent for a long time again.
"senior."
She spoke again.
Fan Qinghui was unhappy again.
Senior???
If I tell you not to call me Master, will you really stop calling me Master? I've taught you for so many years, raised you for so many years, and you...?
She wanted to curse.
But I said it myself, and it wouldn’t be right to change it now.
But I am really depressed.
"explain!"
Shi Feixuan whispered softly: "Thank you very much for your guidance and upbringing over the years. I can never repay you. I can only wait for the future..."
"In the future, if there is a conflict between Cihang Jingzhai and me, I will hold back three times and spare Cihang Jingzhai and you, Senior, three times."
"This is the only way to repay the kindness of the past."
"I hope you won't blame me, senior."
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