After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

In order to protect their family, the three of them were ruthless enough.

Not only did his children handwrite a 10,000-word apology and post it in the streets, they also set up a stage in the downtown area to hold an apology ceremony.

Xie Qingyun didn't have time to watch the child cry, so he went directly back to Wentian Sect and ate a whole fish feast.

Xie Changlin, whom he had not contacted for a long time, sent a text message. Xie Qingyun did not check it immediately, but pressed it with his palm.

[How are you doing, sister? 】

Xie Changlin, who had been separated for several years and struggled countless times before sending this greeting, was filled with anxiety.

At the beginning, he was apparently following his third uncle to the secret realm of Heshan, but in fact he was released and left the center of power of the Divine Sword Sect forever.

When the Heshan secret realm opened several years ago, he was ambushed, seriously injured, and trapped inside for three years.

There were countless dangers during this period. If it weren't for the Xing Yuan Mirror given by my sister, I would have died long ago.

As soon as the secret realm was opened, he encountered many interceptions and attacks. After finally returning to the Divine Sword Sect, he was involved in a dispute over the inheritance.

The forces within the Divine Sword Sect are complex, and he has worked hard to gain a firm foothold. It has been several years since he looked back.

He felt uneasy, fearing that his sister had already forgotten him.

Because he is just an insignificant little pitiful person in Antarctic Fairy Continent. There are many men who are more handsome than him, more obedient than him, and more reasonable than him.

But he couldn't help but think about it day and night, thinking obsessively.

There was no reply from Xingyuan Jingshang. He fell to the cold ground and lost his strength little by little.

"Young Sect Master, what's wrong with you?"

He is the attendant of Canglangyuan.

Canglang Garden is the courtyard he divided into the core area of ​​the Divine Sword Sect after he was made the Young Sect Master.

Xie Changlin roared viciously:

"Who let you in? Get out! Get out! I told you, no one is allowed to come near the main courtyard!"

The door of the room was slammed shut by him with his spiritual power, and the waiters who were serving him became like birds and beasts.

The room fell silent, and hot liquid dripped down his chin.

Xie Changlin wiped it with his hand and stared blankly at the wetness on his fingertips.

Sister Ajun, you have finally forgotten me...

A voice that made his soul tremble sounded, and he hurriedly lowered his head, and the mirror wet with tears appeared in front of him.

He wiped it directly with his sleeve and read it word by word.

[Not so good. There has been no news about the puppy for a long time. My sister is so worried that she can’t eat anything. 】

Killing everyone in Shenjian Sect.

It suppresses people with ulterior motives from daring to act rashly.

He beat the disciples until they were unable to fight back.

The young sect leader Xie Changlin, whose methods were sinister and vicious and always hit the target with one hit, made those who framed him miserable and cried like a man in tears.

【yes! It's Chang Lin's fault! Chang Lin shouldn't let his sister worry so much. 】

He wrote a few words with an extremely pious attitude, and after the handwriting disappeared, he burst into tears and smiled.

Suddenly he looked up, and there was an inch-long scar on his fair and delicate face from behind his ears to his chin, giving him a hint of gloom and coldness.

Like a wolf cub hiding among dogs, its fangs exposed.

Behind him was a large black dog about four meters long, lying on the ground and snoring.

If you look closely, the black dog seems to have lost one of its eyes, and the mottled scars on its body no longer grow hair, which is particularly conspicuous compared with the shiny black fur.

The whole dog becomes vicious and murderous.

These years have been very hard and full of dangers. One person and one dog never dare to sleep deeply for fear of never waking up again.

Xie Changlin did not contact his sister, firstly because he did not want her to worry, and secondly because he was afraid that the relationship would be exposed and cause trouble to her.

Third, the Divine Sword Sect was already in dire straits, and he didn't want her to be in danger, even though it was not dangerous to her.

And he wanted to take revenge for the destruction of Lihua Courtyard.

It was the place where his relationship with his sister officially began. It held most of his precious memories and was the only thing he had in the Divine Sword Sect.

[Don’t cry, puppy. My sister doesn’t blame you. 】

Then there was another one.

[Sister will never blame you. 】

Xie Changlin wiped away his tears and read the words to the spirit dog behind him.

"Sisi, look, sister always remembers us!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

[Sister, take care of yourself. Changlin will always love you, regardless of the date of return. 】

After replying the last sentence, Xie Changlin gathered his mood and stood up.

“Sisi, how about we try something big?

If it succeeds, we don't have to live so cautiously, and my sister can look at us at any time without being noticed by others; if it fails, you and I will have no choice but to go to hell together. "

The big black dog stood up, half the height of the room, and roared excitedly: "Woof!"

*

Winter has come to Wentian Sect.

The mountains at the top of Yaoyue Peak that are not covered by the seasonal formation have been covered with snow.

The wind in the Xiaoxiang Bamboo Valley area is strong and the water vapor is abundant. Frost will begin to condense in the evening, and dense layers of frost cover the ground.

Looking from the platform in front of Feiniao Pavilion, one can see a green and white landscape, just like Xie Qingyun’s favorite tea, spring hidden in the snow.

Many of the nearby birds have migrated to other places on Yaoyue Peak, and the Xiaoxiang Bamboo Valley area has become deserted and empty.

Lou Xingzhou's hands, which were blue from the cold, pressed his unconscious legs, but the biting pain did not show on his face.

How can the pain of the body be worth the pain of the heart?

In order to make the punishment more real and profound, he never used his spiritual power and relied solely on his physical fitness to endure it.

Every frame in his mind was full of images of Master accompanying him as he grew up.

When I see myself acting silly, I can't help but laugh.

But the more he smiles, the more desolate he becomes.

There were no stars or moon for several nights. A biting cold wind blew under the gray night sky, and there were sounds like ghosts crying and wolves howling everywhere.

It's going to snow.

Lou Xingzhou looked up at the sky. The skin on his lips grew layer after layer, and the joints of his white and flawless hands were also clearly black and blue.

It snowed in the evening, falling on my collar and getting wet on my chest.

It didn't take long for him to feel heat welling up in his ears, then his cheeks, and then his head felt so heavy that he felt dizzy.

Before I lost consciousness, I only remembered that he was so hot that he opened his mouth and ran all over the place.

The woman reluctantly advised:

"Zhouzhou, don't be like this, be careful if you catch a cold in your stomach."

*

Xie Qingyun never thought that Lou Xingzhou would kneel so sincerely, using no spiritual power at all and relying solely on his body and bones to endure.

Unexpectedly, a snowstorm broke out in Xiaoxiang Bamboo Valley.

The changes in the four realms in the world of immortality are different from those in the mortal world, because the air is rich in spiritual energy, which has a different impact on the monks.

Xie Qingyun took the person back to Wangyue Pavilion and placed him on the bed.

Lou Xingzhou is overtired and mentally exhausted, so he should focus on recuperation, supplemented by nourishing elixirs.

Xie Qingyun prepared a bowl of soup, but the man refused to open his mouth, just like a locked iron door.

If you forcefully move your jaw, you may injure your tongue.

She had no choice but to prepare a new medicated bath and put him in the tub to ward off the cold and relieve his fatigue.

She kept an eye on the absorption of the medicine from time to time and added other medicinal materials when appropriate. Suddenly she heard Lou Xingzhou murmur:

"Master, why did you lie to me?"