Inside the carpet.

Qin Jiuxiao's heart twitched suddenly, Master... actually cried?

"Master, don't cry," he stretched out his hand to caress Xie Yan's cheek, "I don't blame you. It's my fault. Immortals and demons are opposed to each other. You just did what you should do."

"No." Xie Yan tried his best to spit out one word, firmly.

"If I love you, no matter what your status is, I will never give up, let alone kill you?" Xie Yan said slowly, meeting Qin Jiuxiao's shocked gaze, "Qin Jiuxiao, the one who killed you must not be the one who killed you." I."

Qin Jiuxiao took a step back suddenly, and the scene of that day suddenly appeared in his mind. He was too sad and desperate before, and he didn't want to recall the scene at that time at all.

If you think about it carefully, the master on that day seems to be different from usual.

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