What a cold voice?

It doesn't come with a hint of warmth...

It's true... Without ...

"Division... Honor..."

Shan Wuling's heart was in turmoil, like hemp brocade, and he hurriedly raised his pretty face.

The next moment, she froze.

Although Fanghua is cold, her eyes are ruddy.

Liu Mei frowned slightly, I don't know who I hate...

Shen Bing'er looked at each other deeply, her face was as pretty as frost, but in those beautiful eyes...

She's... Crying?

In the distant past, the purple shirt fairy was amazingly talented, and she was a 'Hong Ling', but she met a peerless wonder, and after all kinds of tosses, she fell in love with each other.

They staged a lot of love-hate entanglements, but the realm did not stagnate, all the way up.

In the end, Shen Bing'er and several other Jiao Rao took the 'Enlightenment Tea' (including Yang Tease), participated in the Dao of Truth, and set foot in the Taishang Realm in one fell swoop...

Later, it was the dispute between the eldest women of the harem and the great changes in Yang Lingchen.

At last... It's a crack in the sky...

The Chaos Emperor has no emotion, and the harem fairies have been resentful for a long time, so they have no mind to choose an apprentice, and they have no chance to choose a woman.

Therefore, Shan Wuling is the second disciple of the Purple Shirt God King, in the true sense.

At this moment, Shen Bing'er was extremely angry, but deep down, she was even more... Saddened.

"Shhhhh

She took a deep breath, suppressed her chaotic mind, and said softly, "Answer me..."

'Puff'

Shan Wuling couldn't hold on any longer, kneeling heavily on the hard wooden floor.

"Master..."

She trembled, her upper body pressed down, her hands folded and raised above her head, and her delicate body was tightly prostrate on the ground: "Disciple... I know it's wrong..."

Shen Bing'er's eyes flowed, staring downward, and there was no movement.

About 1 minute later...

'Whew'

She turned and walked towards a bedroom, and soon walked out, and the glow of the sun loomed beside her, revealing a dark silver ancient sword.

The body of the sword is very simple, and the whole body is engraved with inscriptions, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

Shen Bing'er returned to her original position, stood still, raised her jade hand, and stroked the sword body, her eyes flickering brightly and darkly, as if she was remembering something.

Shan Wuling kept crawling, never daring to get up.

The whole living room fell silent.

I don't know how long it has been...

Shen Bing'er said quietly: "When I was five years old, I entered the 'Dongling Sect' to practice, and I became a family legend on the same day. The master cherishes me and gives the ancient sword 'Heavenly Hatred'..."

The mountain below couldn't help but tremble.

Shen Bing'er paused and continued: "Although 'Heavenly Hatred' is not a top-grade divine treasure, back then, it was also one of the sect weapons of 'Dongling' Town, and it was an eighth-grade weapon. It... Accompany me for ten years of cold and summer, until 'Mo Xuan' was born..."

The words gradually stopped, and she bowed her chin to Fanghua: "The mountain has no Ling..."

Shan Wuling trembled again.

"Whew... Whew..."

She gasped for two small breaths, and then... raised a pretty face.

The eyes of the two daughters are finally intertwined.

At this moment, the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room are ajar, and a breeze enters the hall from time to time, swaying their hair...

It's a fantasy... It's also picturesque...

"Division... Honor..."

Shan Wuling's pink lips trembled, and she used all her strength to call out these two words.

Shen Bing'er stared at the 'beloved disciple' and said, "When I left the 'Hong Ling', I left a large number of divine treasures in the Heavenly Emperor's Palace. And the 'heavenly hatred' has not been lost, it is really a thought of the past, too reluctant. Now..."

When she said this, her jade hand fluttered.

'Buzz'

The ancient sword trembled lightly under the force, and the virtual air conditioner turned 180 degrees, falling with the trend...

'Bang'

It was embedded directly into the wooden floor in front of Shan Wuling, leaving half of the sword body behind.

'Whew'

Shen Bing'er turned around suddenly, didn't look at the other party anymore, and said quietly: "From now on, you and I will no longer have the share of master and apprentice." You're carrying 'Heavenly Hate'... Let's go..."

(End of chapter)