Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Guang Xuzi glanced at A Zhao, and smiled warmly: It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up.

He probably wasn't quite relieved yet, so he checked the situation inside his apprentice himself, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after making sure that she really woke up and there was no trouble left behind.

A Zhao looked at his white hair, moved his lips, but finally didn't ask.

Guang Xuzi was the master of the sect, he was very busy, he didn't stay here for a long time, leaving behind a lot of nourishing spiritual materials, he left in a hurry.

After Guang Xuzi left, Ah Zhao turned to Wen Renli: Master?

Wen Renli said softly: Back then, it was the master who arrived in time to save the lives of the senior brother and me. In order to save the senior brother, the master exhausted thousands of years of practice, hurt the foundation, and turned white overnight. In this life... there will be no soaring hope.

Ah Zhao was startled, and burst into tears instantly.

This is the first time Wen Renli sees senior brother cry.

He didn't cry like an ordinary person, he gritted his teeth tightly, his expression was still cold, but his eyes were as red as blood, and uncontrollable tears flowed down.

Anyone can see his sadness.

Wen Renli only felt heartache.

He only hated himself for being too weak and not having enough cultivation.

Otherwise, the senior brother wouldn't have to sacrifice himself, and he wouldn't be so sad now.

He held Ah Zhao's hand: Senior Brother, Master treats you like a son. If you wake up, the old man will think it's worth it. Don't be sad, okay?

Ah Zhao said blankly, I...

She stopped suddenly and turned her head away: Go out, I want to rest alone for a while.

Wen Renli frowned: Brother...

Go out. Ah Zhao said lightly.

Wen Renli stopped talking and stood up: Brother, rest well and take care of yourself.

He even carefully made a new cup of spiritual tea for A Zhao before leaving.

After Wen Renli left, Ah Zhao called softly, Marshmallow.

The little white dumpling responded.

A Zhao stared at him without blinking: You have a way, right?

Marshmallow thought for a while, and then said: According to the original plot, Guang Xuzi failed to ascend and was reincarnated.

That's different. Ah Zhao said.

Whether Master's ascension is successful or not, at least step by step to that time, and try it yourself, no regrets. But because of me, he doesn't even have a chance to ascend now, even...

Even that white hair, Needless to say, Ah Zhao can understand.

Not only is there no hope of ascension, I am afraid that it will be lost in terms of lifespan.

I'm uneasy, Marshmallow. In private, Ah Zhao was rarely so serious.

In the original plot, there is no such thing.

Zhenjun Zhaoming was not attacked by Patriarch Heifeng during his transformation into a god stage, and Daoist Guangxu did not waste his foundation to heal his disciples. It was my appearance that changed everything.

Ah Zhao covered his face, tears streaming down his fingers: It's me who caused all this because of the mission and the hero.

She is indeed on a mission, but everything that these three thousand small worlds have experienced is not fake.

Guang Xuzi's love and care for her are not fake either.

What Ah Zhao didn't say was that she still had a deeper level of guilt.

Because she is not Zhaoming.

Guang Xuzi was full of love for his disciples, and gave himself this fake.

If, if he knew that he was not really Zhao Ming, perhaps there would be no loss this time.

Marshmallow was almost broken by Ah Zhao crying.