Abandoning the Emperor and Paying the World: Peerless Master

Duanhua's arm suddenly raised high, and the black elixir the size of a soybean was intercepted by him in the air.

Then, he held Zixi's soft little hand in his palm, forcing her to hold the Juanqing Dannian again, but when the elixir fell into Zixi's palm, there were miraculously two extra pills.

With three elixirs in hand, Zixi felt that his hands were no longer his own, and mournfully wailed: "Master, one elixir of Severance of Love will die in seven days, and three elixirs will die in a few days?" Yes Seven divided by three?Or three times seven?Why is she so pessimistic?

"In addition to the Severe Love and Jue Nian Pill, there are two other pills, one is the Nine Turns Renewing Soul Pill, no matter how severe the terminal illness is, taking one pill will save your life within three days, and taking two pills will kill you within three days; Refresh your mind, strengthen your body and prolong your life." Duanhua firmly grasped Zixi's cold little hand, and said indifferently, "You can choose one of the three, life or death, it's all in your hands."

"Master, I am your apprentice. Why do you always want me dead? Son." Zixi finished a bunch of big truths in one breath, then took a deep breath, and continued to say: "Master, you also took the name of the disciple, the disciple's son, cherished Unfortunately, you should cherish your disciples!" [

"What's the use of cherishing a disobedient disciple as a teacher?" Duan Hua let go of his trembling little hand, and turned his eyes lightly to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the low mahogany table.

understood!

She understands it all!

Zixi impatiently picked up the Langhao pen, spread out the white rice paper without delay, corrected his posture, and said solemnly: "Master, tell me to remember."

When she thought of the pain she had experienced in the quiet room before yesterday, she felt lingering fear in her heart.Thinking about it carefully, she has already planned to be a boy for the rest of her life for Master, so she still cares about whether her illness is cured or not?It's just writing with a pen holder, not carrying a burden to work.

Duanhua squinted at her, as cold as usual, turned around and moved back to the desk, gently hugging the green bamboo flower arrangement with his slender arms.He walks gracefully, as if there is a breeze blowing under his feet, dancing lightly.While walking slowly towards the window sill, an obscure sentence slipped out of his mouth carelessly.

After hearing this, Zixi was startled.

The first sentence that Master dictated was exactly the first sentence on the first page of the booklet that she tore up.