"Xiangwan!" Luo Qingyu shouted and rushed to the cliff: "Xiangwan!"
She had just pounced a few steps, and her wrist was suddenly held tightly by the great master: "Don't worry about him, he is dead!"
His voice was as cold as usual, and there was even a hint of gloating. The anger in Luo Qingyu rushed up, his mind became hot, and he slapped the great master with one palm: "Bastard, you killed him! You killed him
!I don’t want you to be a master anymore! Get out of here!”
"Bang!" Her wrist was held hard by him: "Qingyu, what did you say?!" The voice was as cold as the Binglingzi in the cold lunar month, making people tremble.
Luo Qingyu felt a pain in his wrist and really shivered for a moment. It didn't matter if he shivered, and he suddenly struggled out of his dreams.
She suddenly opened her eyes, and Di Shiyin stood in front of the bed and looked at her expressionlessly, grabbing her wrist with her hand. The coldness in her eyes made Luo Qingyu's heart tremble. She couldn't tell whether this was a dream or not.
Real person: "You..."
Her heart was beating and her eyes quickly looked around.
Where is there any cliff? She is still there, and the great national master Indra is looking at her with a cold face.
Luo Qingyu finally realized that it was just a dream, a dream that made her speechless.
He Xiangwan was clearly dead in her hands, but she actually dreamed that it was the great master who killed him... It was really a good reason!
As expected, dreams are the most unstoppable, and they are speechless.
She let out a sigh of relief, as if she realized that her wrist was still under the control of the great master. She frowned and said, "Master, you have hurt me." She turned her wrist and wanted to rescue her wrist after turning.
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"Who is Xiangwan?" Di Shiyin finally spoke, not letting her go. The voice was chilly, like a little knife.
The dream was so real, Luo Qingyu naturally remembered that dream. Her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the screaming and scolding she had just started in the dream was really real?
It seems that she cursed the national master in her dream, but I wonder if he heard it?
Luo Qingyu felt guilty.
"Uh, he - he is my friend..." He Xiangwan's death was a thorn in her heart. She didn't want to mention it to anyone, let alone to the great master.
"Friend?" Di Shiyin repeated a little, his eyes burning, and a hint of coldness was on his face when he looked at Luo Qingyu: "What kind of friend?"
Luo Qingyu: "..." Under his deep and strong eyes like ink, she felt a little irritated and forced a smile: "Friends are friends. He is not in this world. Master, let's not mention it again
Is it okay for him?"
"Is this why you changed the name of He Wan? He Wan looks like your friend?" Di Shiyin did not let her go, and his voice was still faint, and he couldn't hear the joy and anger, but he insisted on breaking the casserole and asking the end.
Luo Qingyu's heart trembled slightly. She actually felt a hint of killing in her master's plain voice. His eyebrows that flew into his temples slightly lowered, deep and cold, making Luo Qingyu's heart instantly raise.
!
He would not be unfavorable to Senior Brother Sang Hewan because of this, right?! He is also his apprentice!
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I went out for fun during the holiday yesterday and started typing in the afternoon, so I didn’t write it out in time. I originally wanted to update those six chapters temporarily, but now I’ll get another chapter out and post it out. I wish all my friends a happy New Year’s Day.