My claws must be on it

In the human world, the world of three thousand mirrors.This is the fairy dwelling of the "Pure Holy Lord".

Misty mist rises, and the endless shallow water is dotted with water lilies, pavilions, buildings, and corridors, but there are few people.

Reincarnation occurs once every three years. Today is the day of Qingsheng's "retreat". It is the only day in the three years of Qingsheng when his strength plummets, his spirit is unstable, and he may be injured. If you are looking for sorrow and hatred, today is the first choice.

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"Liansheng, you don't even want to step into the gate of Master."

"Xunyang? You are Qingsheng's most incompetent fourth disciple... She actually asked you to protect the Dharma and she retreated?" The strong light brought by that back almost made people unable to open their eyes, and the voice of the monster sneered: "She is very I hate you."

Xun Yang has a green silk and jade face, and looks beautiful and docile—but she is the most hated by her master Qingsheng, and almost all the youngest apprentices are reprimanded and punished.

The other woman called "Xun Yang" stood by her, with bleeding from the corners of her mouth, and when she heard the words, under the resistance, there was a hint of doubt in her eyes... Then she was concealed by hatred that could not tell if it was real or not Sternly, with a cold voice: "Stop talking nonsense, and die!"

"Hey. Overthinking one's abilities."

The monster turned its palms and struck, and Xun Yang fell to the ground irresistibly and vomited blood. Just as he was about to get up again, the monster stopped and smiled at her strangely, with a deep and deep voice: "Xun Yang, do you want to die? Do you want to die?" Knowing that even 'you'... is not my opponent."

The Liansheng monster is an existence of the same level as her master Qingsheng, so she can't beat it naturally.But she just said...

"Even if it's you"?

Xun Yang's heart was full of alarm bells, just about to raise his head, Lian Sheng stopped talking, his hands melted into knives, and his figure appeared beside her, slashing heavily.Xun Yang tensed his heartstrings to dodge desperately, Kankan dodged his neck, the blade flashed, and chopped off her right hand from the shoulder along the position where she was dodging.

Blood splattered.

"Woo!" Xun Yang rolled to one side, covering his wound, almost fainted.She stumbled to her feet, raised her sword in front of her——

"I advise you to run now." The monster said, as she said, murderous aura erupted around her, and the pressure was heavy, making it difficult to breathe: "Qingsheng doesn't pay attention to you, you save her from me, but she Maybe it will blame you for being weak in protecting the law. Besides, you are not my opponent."

Xun Yang suddenly vomited another mouthful of blood, her eyes showed a gloomy and murderous look that did not match her inexperienced identity and strength, not less than that of that monster, and her voice was as soft as a thin thread: "How does Master treat me? Honorable matter..."

Am I your match... who knows?Even if Qingsheng was going to die...she should die by her hands!

"Oh?" The monster paused for a moment, and finally stopped suppressing its own abilities, and raised its blade towards her, with [-]% killing intent, leaped into the air, and its slim shadow was in front of the full moon, hair like ghosts.

Xun Yang slapped the ground, the blood flowed from the pink lips to the chin, something "snap" opened in the heart, the blood came along the meridians, and at the same time, the realm was ready to go, and it was about to improve...

"Who is presumptuous?"

The corners of the eyes of the two trembled slightly - at this moment, the robes flew over, and a desolate god with curly hair stood still, holding a hidden sun sword, and looked up with cold eyes. There was an icy rain.

The moment Xun Yang stared at her, the blood turned around, and all the sharp changes in his eyes disappeared, turning into weak and scattered eyes again.

Tsk.What a pity, as long as Qingsheng comes out a little later, the real body of this bitch will appear.The director was secretly annoyed, his murderous intent was even stronger, and he swung out with a sword to seal his throat.Xun Yang was shocked, but he was powerless to dodge. Just as he was panicking, he threw a sharp sword away, followed by a cold and sharp voice: "Lian, Sheng!"

When the monster was blocked from attacking, his face immediately turned cold. Hearing this, he snorted coldly and walked away: Qingsheng, you idiot, look at what kind of things you have, and you want me to help you see clearly, but you are so embarrassed to treat me rebuke.

After a while, when the wind blew again, her shadow was gone.

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Xun Yang panicked again.

She is not just an enemy of monsters.In a sense, Qingsheng is her real enemy.When encountering monsters, she can fight or run, but she can't run away from Qingsheng... That's her master, she must respect and obey... But she will always be reprimanded and punished by her, and she can't escape day after day .

Qingsheng is too arrogant and conceited... If she doesn't like a person at a glance, I'm afraid she won't get favor in her life.

She would only say: "Xun Yang hasn't finished his homework, so there is no need to give the salary."

"Cultivation technique? What technique do you want? Sweeping."

"If there are dead leaves, you are the only one to ask."

"The deity's lotus dies again, and you are the only one asking."

"You have a little injury, don't waste the elixir."

"Protect the Dharma for the deity."

"If something goes wrong..."

"Only you are asking."

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"Master, don't go!"

"Save disciple..." Xun Yang choked on tears and cried out in a low voice, and fell into a pool of blood on the ground, but she knew in her heart that she would never look back—she hated herself, those "only you are asking" circles one after another The circle echoed in her mind, with the impatience and disgust of watching disgusting things.

Now that she was seriously injured due to dereliction of duty, Qing Sheng even turned around and left, leaving behind a proud back of Qing Ling.

Perhaps she should have thought that Qing Sheng didn't take her fault and punish her to kill her... But even if she knew, she wanted to reach out to Qing Sheng when she was weak... Sure enough, what she got was the expected rejection .

She always thought, if Qing Sheng was only doing it to humiliate her, why did she save her in the first place.Beneath the plausible tearful eyes, hostility and viciousness lingered in my heart for a long time.

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Qing Sheng paused.

She turned around and shook her head, walked in front of her, and said softly: "Master, I'm going to find the Liansheng demon—" She paused, squatted down, and looked at the tears in front of her, drooping eyebrows and eyes, covered in blood The apprentice, looking very pitiful, had no choice but to sigh softly, and reached out to hug her.

There was a "boom" in Xun Yang's mind, and his eyes widened in disbelief.In front of her eyes was her slightly raised jaw, with sharp lines and full lips, full of helplessness.

"Really..." Qingsheng hugged her, his voice was low, maybe he felt pity for her injury, with an inexplicably gentle and accommodating tone for a wayward child: "Don't be afraid, just leave if you don't want to."

"Master... respect?" Xun Yang raised her head tremblingly, tears were hanging on her eyelashes, her lips were trembling in pain, she couldn't believe that she could meet such a warm embrace, instead of being alone in a nightmare to heal her wounds.When was the last time she was so gentle with herself?It goes back to the first meeting, when Qingsheng rescued her.

"Uncomfortable?" Qingsheng misunderstood her expression, frowned slightly, and lowered his head to comfort him: "Be patient, Master, find a way."

"No, it's okay to be a disciple..." She got used to it.The hostility in Xun Yang's heart was not dissipated, he took a breath to answer, and shed that line of tears in astonishment.

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In fact, no enemy should dare to wait for an opportunity at this time: Qingsheng is a rare peerless master in the world, one of the "ten kings", and she has a close relationship with the other two "kings" in the world .

Among the three worlds, there are ten people who are the most powerful, known as the "Ten Monarchs":

There are four great monsters in the demon world, Liansheng demon "Director" is the person who attacked Qingsheng's retreat just now, and the other three are the nine-tailed "holding fan", the succubus "bird singing and drinking the moon", and the last demon dragon "" Xunyang";

The residence of the three gods of the Immortal Clan is Wuwang, Deterrence, and Control;

The three saints in the world are Fuzhu, Qingsheng, and Hengyou—and Fuzhu is the best friend of Qingsheng, and Hengyou is the biological brother of Qingsheng in the secular world.

Messing up with Qingsheng means messing with the two most terrifying bosses in the world, and a giant who is ranked among the top ten kings—Hengyou has rarely shown himself in front of people. It is said that he can see through squinting his eyes. Benzhen, turning his palms can wipe out anyone with mana under him.

But even Qingsheng herself thought so, and her retreat was still attacked.

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Xun Yang slept comfortably, ignoring the pain and the bewilderment ahead. When she woke up, Qing Sheng was sitting beside her bed, watching her quietly.

How to describe that look?Under the crescent eyebrows, the cold and arrogant sleeping phoenix eyes half-covered the pupils, and there was a touch of concern in the glistening water.When she woke up, she seemed to bend slightly speciously, flashing a rare soft emotion.

Xun Yang was stunned, and muttered: "Master."

Qingsheng withdrew her redundant emotions, hummed, raised her hand and stroked her head, caressed slowly, and said seriously: "Don't worry, Master will fix your wounds."

"Master, this disciple did not do a good job with the task you entrusted to me." Xun Yang said in a nasty voice: "My disciple failed your trust..." Although she was the weakest disciple of Qingsheng, Qingsheng She still remembered the cold words at that time.

"As long as there is even the slightest difference... this deity is the only one who asks."

Xun Yang trembled for a while, Qing Sheng saw it, pretended not to see it, lowered his head to hide his expression, and reached out to touch her cheek.

Xun Yang looked at her strangely.

Qingsheng skipped her eyes, stroked her fingertips from the earlobe to the side of her nose, and then gently smoothed her loose hair and pinned it behind her ears: "It's not your fault, it's the deity that Liansheng hates. You Not her opponent."

"Don't be afraid, the master will connect the bones for you no matter what, and won't let the apprentice lose his right hand." The tone was faint, but definitely serious.

Xun Yang's heart beat up, her cheeks were slightly red, she couldn't hold back, and asked: "Master, why are you... so kind to me?" Why are you so kind to her suddenly...

Qingsheng was taken aback for a moment, then patted her on the head, hooked her lips, and laughed.

That cold, Ling Ran face broke through the ice and spring came, like a revived pistil on a branch.Xun Yang stared blankly.

Then she shook her head to restrain her smile, and said softly: "Fool."

You are my apprentice.

She went out, leaving Xun Yang suddenly covering her heart, her eyes bright... She had been looking forward to such a master for a long time, and when she really got it, she wanted to cry even more than expected.

After a long, long time, there was a trace of dejected struggle.She murmured: "What should I do... Master... Qingsheng..." Gradually she covered her face: "You shouldn't have saved me." Whether it was at the beginning or now.