The heroine eavesdropped on her heart, and my villain's character collapsed.

"That's all, I'll open another door. If I die and fellow Taoist Xiao Le survives again, my two incompetent disciples would like to be taught a few things by fellow Taoist fellow Taoist Master Xiao Le and give them a few words. Master is usually strict. I just hope they can become talented people and don’t bear any grudge against Master.”

The skinny-faced Fusion Realm cultivator hugged Xiao Xiaole with a guilty expression on his face.

I had high hopes for those two disciples, and they were often beaten, scolded and disciplined very strictly.

When master and disciple get along on a daily basis, one look from him can make both disciples tremble.

Compared with other people who are close to each other as master and disciple, their relationship is more like enemies, without any warmth at all.

He was so strict because he hoped that the two disciples could grow up early.

When you have nothing left to teach, it’s not too late to be a good teacher.

After all, this world is too cruel. He, a monk in the Fusion Realm, would die at the drop of a hat. How could a master not worry about his disciples?

It's a pity that there are some things I didn't say at that time, and I won't have the chance to say them in the future.

"If I can break the formation and kill this pig demon and go back, I will definitely treat these two disciples of my Taoist friends as my own, and I can teach them all my Taoist cultivation."

Xiao Xiaole clasped her fists in return, feeling even more guilty.

"So good."

The monk, who had a skinny face and an old sour melon face, had a smile on his face. He walked towards the door of his family and pushed gently.

What awaited him inside the door was death.

……

Somewhere on the top of a mountain that is rich in aura.

A young man was sitting cross-legged on the ground using a knife to make wood carvings.

The wood carving has not yet been finished, but it can be vaguely seen that it is an old man with a skinny face.

"Da Gan, why are you doing this again? Can you practice some training? Master said when he went out, if we see you and I have not broken through to the west level in Xiaoyaojue when we come back, we will be put in solitary confinement."

A voice suddenly sounded, and the young man knew that it was his senior brother who was coming without looking back.

He didn't even raise his head and said: "Quiet, even if you concentrate on practicing, you won't break through so quickly. It's not the first time we have been locked up. Besides, do you know what the 7th is next month?"

"Master, he will be 2,800 years old."

"Yes, if I can't give you a gift by then, I feel very sorry for Master."

"Then you make this thing as a gift? It's too shabby."

"Master said, etiquette is less important than affection. Besides, we don't have any spiritual stones. We can buy a cheap magic weapon that Master can't use."

"It makes sense, take this."

The young man who was the senior brother felt a little embarrassed and took out a wooden box from the storage ring and threw it to his junior brother. Inside was also a gift he made himself.

It's not worth much, but Master said, etiquette is less important than affection.

He chuckled.

"When you give the gift, give mine as well. Master, he has a sullen face all day long. I'm afraid that after giving it away, he will scold me for not focusing on cultivation."

"Go, go, go."

The boy who was the junior disciple put away the wooden box and looked at the pavilion on the side. Master usually liked to sit in the pavilion drinking tea and watching them practice.

As long as he is slightly distracted and is discovered by the master, there is no need to say more about the consequences.

But they all knew that no matter how strict the master was, it was only for their own good.

Otherwise, why would a dignified Great Fusion Realm monk need to sit here and stare at two young boys practicing every day?

"I don't know what Master is doing out here. Why did he stay there for so long when he said he was doing a favor?"

The young man murmured and looked up at the wind chimes hanging on the eaves of the pavilion.

This was something he secretly put up last year when he had nothing to do.

When the master found out, he naturally scolded him again, scolding him for not focusing on cultivation.

It's just that the wind chime master didn't take it off.

He knows that Master actually likes these. Master has carefully collected some of the small things they gave him.

It's just that he is used to being a strict teacher, so he doesn't allow them to do anything other than practice.

He also thought about it. When the master comes back, he will take the initiative to talk to the master.

I hope Master will treat them better in the future and not be so harsh. They have become sensible and will practice hard and will not let Master down.

The wind chimes at the corners of the eaves move with the wind, making a pleasant sound.

It's just that some people can no longer hear the sound of wind chimes and some unspoken words.

……

When Nishiname's companions were all dead.

Xiao Xiaole's mood calmed down instead.

Guilt? He no longer felt guilty.

Beneath the calm state of mind is endless anger.

Even if they both die today, he will kill this pig demon to avenge fellow Taoist Taoist from the West!

Of the thirty-two doors, the west one has now been opened, leaving only twenty-eight to choose from.

After Xiao Xiaole read these doors one by one, he still couldn't find the answer. He sneered and pushed open a door.

Dozens of arms stretched out from behind the door and grabbed him, but they didn't kill him, they just grabbed him tightly.

Xiao Xiaole knew that he had made the right bet.

For others, this pig demon may be the first to kill him, but for himself, it will not let him go so easily!

"Ale!!! Why are you so confused about style!!! Do you understand me or not!!!"

Fang Meiyun's somewhat angry voice spread through the formation.

Then one of the doors was opened, with two words engraved on it called attitude.

Fang Meiyun walked out from behind the door, stared at Xiao Xiaole and said angrily.

"Have you forgotten that when I was with you just now, I told you that all I want is an attitude! Have you forgotten it?"

"Attitude? How do I know what attitude is?"

Xiao Xiaole was tightly controlled at this moment, and the true energy in his body could no longer flow.

He could only watch Fang Meiyun walk up to him.

Looking at that ugly face so close at hand, Xiao Xiaole only had the urge to vomit at this moment.

"Ale, it doesn't matter. If you don't know how, I can teach you. I will definitely make you the best husband in the world who loves me the most."

Fang Meiyun reached out and gently touched Xiao Xiaole's face.

"Our child is dead, but after all, it is not the child that you and I worked hard to give birth to, so let's start by giving birth to another child. How about trying to give birth to fifty children within a hundred years?"

Xiao Xiaole was so disgusted that she almost vomited. When she opened her mouth, she spat a thick mouthful of phlegm on Fang Meiyun's face and cursed with a smile.

"You pig monster can give birth to fifty pigs in one litter. If you let me go, I will catch hundreds of breeding pigs for you to give birth to as many as you want."

Fang Meiyun's face turned gloomy and resentful for a moment, then she regained her smile and wiped away the dirt on her face, holding Xiao Xiaole's face in her hands.

"I just want to give birth to you, Ah Le."

After saying that, she started to undress Xiao Xiaole.

The formation formed by her magic power also disappeared, but the true energy in Xiao Xiaole's body was still unable to be used.

There was a hint of relief on Xiao Xiaole's face.

He said softly: "I, Xiao Xiaole, have not been upright in my life, but it is my sin to bring this monster like you into this world. Fortunately, I have made my mind up and will never allow you to continue to harm the world."

During the time he came to the west to hunt down Fang Meiyun, he saw too many human tragedies.

Countless people were killed by the Boxing Sect's scourge.

If Fang Meiyun and her boxing sect continue to be indulged in the world, more victims will appear.

He, Xiao Xiaole, is not a righteous person, but he is not willing to let the whole world pay for him.

Today's catastrophe, I, Xiao Xiaole, can block it all by myself!

PS: I feel a little pain in my conscience when I think of that girl who missed a wonderful man like me and never loved her again, letting him go down to the west building under the bright moon, crying and regretting all day long. After all, she has never seen the light of day. She could have endured it. dark