Abandoning the Emperor and Paying the World: Peerless Master

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"Get her back." Duanhua sighed silently.

"Master, you...forgive the young master?" Uncle Feng asked in disbelief.

"I have to teach her again in the future. It's not suitable for girls to fight and kill. Her sense of voice is too bad. I'd better teach her myself." Duanhua ignored Uncle Feng, looked at the sunset, and was lost in thought.

The fairy shadow is ethereal, just like the fairy mountain snow lotus, spotless. [

A few simple words have already made Uncle Feng understand, suppressing his excitement, he said: "Master, I'm going to find the young master right now, no, I'm going to get the young lady back."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was startled, where is Miss now?

If he had known that the young master would forgive the young lady so quickly, he should have let the drunkard secretly follow the young lady!

The world is so vast and the sea of ​​people is so vast...

Find a fortune teller to do a fortune telling!

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at the same time.

An unknown mountain.

The cliffs are steep, the mountain wind is cold, and the grass is barren.

Where is she?

There is no village in front and no shop behind.

The sunset is infinitely sad, the dusk is like hell, how to spend the night?

Why is she here?Where will it go?

The heart has lost its way.

Man, he lost his way!

"Master, I want to go home..." Zixi walked on the mountain road like a headless chicken, next to a deep cliff, with the mountain wind whistling in his ears, "But, I can't find my way home..."

"Susu, I'm lost..." A sad voice sounded from the cliff in front of me at the same time, "You don't care about me anyway, and you won't ask me to go back. I might as well end up here..."

The owner of that voice turned his head sadly, because he also heard Zixi's voice.

The four eyes meet, and the world stops in an instant. [

It was a beautiful man with dark sky and dark sky, like the most dazzling ray of light between heaven and earth, with sad and sad eyes.The loose long hair exudes a poignant artistic conception in the mountain wind, and the robe made of snow gauze is like white petals flying in the wind.

The beauty sat alone on the edge of the cliff, looking at Zi Xi with resentful eyes.

Zixi pretended not to see the beauty, and walked forward in a muffled voice.No matter how beautiful a beauty is, it is not one ten-thousandth as beautiful as the master. To paraphrase the words of the old man selling melons, the master has a fairy spirit, but the beauty lacks strength and charm.

I wanted to ask how to get to the next road, but she heard it too, and the beauty was also lost.

The beauty stared straight at Zixi, and said sadly, "I'm going to commit suicide."