Mo Chen Huan

The master stood at attention and saluted: Now that you are my disciple, you must obey me. Tell me, what is our ancestor’s top motto? Milk tea crisp: Master, it’s just you and I in this sect. Where’s the ancestor? Master stood at attention and saluted: How, how dare you! Just answer me! Milk tea crisp: … Beat the hell out of Yue Jianchun and that son of a b\*tch!!!

As the head disciple of the number one sect in the world, Luo Jianqing had a brilliant reputation. He was the most respected senior brother of his junior brothers and sisters: the last disciple of the cultivation world’s number one cultivator, Luo Jianqing greatly respected his master’s teachings, not crossing his limits by even half a step. Afterward, he was stabbed to death just like that by the main character with his sword. His master’s sword. Luo Jianqing: “……” The Heavens want me dead, yet I refuse to die! See if the will of the heavens is more fearsome, or if the will of my sword is more stubborn! Wu Yin: “Jianqing, I have something to say to you.” Luo Jianqing: “Master, I also have something to say to you.” Wu Yin: “… you speak first?” Luo Jianqing: “You speak first.” Wu Yin: “I like you.” Luo Jianqing: “I want to top you.” Wu Yin: “……”