Master collapsed after rebirth

"Hey Junior Brother Shen, if you don't get up, it will be too late."

Dimly hearing a familiar voice, Shen Yuetian lazily opened her eyes and yawned.

In front of him was a huge spiritual fruit tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, and it was full of bright red, plump and juicy spiritual fruits.

With a buzzing sound in Shen Yuetian's head, she plopped up and sat up.

This is a spiritual fruit tree that was supposed to grow on the back mountain of Yunshuizong in Xiaoyao Peak. He once took the mission of the sect to take care of it, but in the end he almost destroyed the million-year-old fairy tree.

"Junior Brother Shen, why are you in a daze! If you don't get up quickly, Master will find out!"

Xun Sheng looked over, and Shen Yuetian stared round with a pair of heterochromatic pupils.

Standing in front of him were all disciples of Yunshui Sect of Xiaoyao Peak, all of them were wearing snow-white disciple uniforms, with buns and swords around their waists, and they were only seventeen or eighteen years old.

"I, I am..."

Shen Yuetian touched her face, and waved to one of the disciples named Zhang Mo, "Senior Brother Zhang, come here."

Zhang Mo didn't know why, so he approached the confused Shen Yuetian.

"Ouch!"

He was pinched severely by Shen Yuetian.

"What are you doing, Junior Brother Shen!"

Zhang Mo covered his pinched red face.

"Does it hurt?"

"nonsense!"

"Then I'm not dreaming."

Sitting on the floor, Shen Yuetian crossed her arms and tilted her head in thought.

He... should be dead.

No, he was indeed dead.

After becoming a demon, he went crazy, made his favorite master into a furnace, and imprisoned him in the demon world for two years. When he was surrounded and suppressed by all the immortal sects, he finally woke up. They died together, and the last remaining consciousness even witnessed their own bodies being crushed and turned into ashes.

So, what's going on now!

Touching her chin, Shen Yuetian couldn't tell which side was the dream.

"Oops, Master is here!"

A sharp-eyed disciple lowered his voice and shouted.

"Go, go, go!"

The other disciples fled away one after another, leaving Shen Yuetian alone.

This scene is so familiar.

Shen Yuetian looked up at the towering spiritual fruit tree, and at the backs of the brothers who fled in a hurry, recalling.

This happened when he just entered Xiaoyao Peak Yunshui Sect at the age of 16.

At that time, he was stubborn by nature and full of curiosity. Under the instigation of several senior brothers, he ran to the orchard in the back mountain to steal spiritual fruits to eat, but was caught by the master and got the stolen goods.

All the other brothers ran away, and he was the only one who was careless.

"What are you doing! So I'm reborn and returned to ten years ago?"

Shen Yuetian smiled wryly, feeling that God really played a big joke on him.

As soon as he stood up, when he raised his head, the smoky blue figure that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it had appeared in front of his eyes.

Shen Yuetian's eyes, one red and one black, suddenly widened.

The wind rustled the lush spiritual fruit trees overhead.

Shen Yuetian's single ponytail tied behind her head also danced with the wind, as well as the red ribbon that was the same color as the red bunt.

The heart thumped, thumped, thumped, faster and faster, harder and harder.

At this moment, Shen Yuetian seemed to not remember how to breathe.

Lu Fengnan walked towards Shen Yuetian, his steps were steady and unhurried.

He is wearing a smoky blue gown, with black hair reaching his waist, handsome and cool facial features, especially a pair of gray pupils that are like metal, always reflecting a sharp light, and the Qinghan sword worn on his waist is the best fairy weapon in the world, and he alone can control.

Ten years ago, Shen Yuetian was only 16 years old, and he had not cultivated to the realm of immortality. Standing with Lu Fengnan, whose appearance would always remain at 26 years old, he could only look up.

Looking up at Lu Fengnan who was walking in front of her, Shen Yuetian's heart jumped into her throat.

At this moment, Lu Fengnan is not his furnace, but his...

"...Master."