Qingyin pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "The disciple wants to know, has Master ever loved someone in this life?"
"Yes!" Lian replied, his expression slightly rippled.
Hearing the master's answer, Qingyin smiled and asked again: "That person is my dear one? Is this one person not going to change?"
"Yes!" Lian replied again, and the calm face had begun to undergo subtle changes.
The turbulent changes returned to their original state in just a moment.
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, Qingyin almost thought it was an illusion.
In this way, the person who can make the God of Immortal who has always been silent and unspoken will definitely be the person you love most in your life.
Thinking of this, Qingyin was gone and she wanted to continue asking about her plans.
The seat in the master's heart is destined to be the only one.
Even if that person has found a happy belonging, he has always left that position to her.
And she herself, perhaps in the eyes of her master, will always be that stinky little apprentice.
Five years, no longer or short.
I wanted to stay by his side, always be with him, and be an obedient and sensible disciple.
I didn't even think about when that love began, even Qingyin herself couldn't say it.
Looking at him frowning, looking at him silent, and looking at him smiling, it seemed that the most pleasant things were all.
Even though I knew it was a love that was invisible, I didn't expect it to be exposed to the public...
Now, let her take this love and exist at the last moment between heaven and earth, and then disappear without a trace, just take it as the last trace of memory.
Looking at the stunning face for a long time, Qingyin tried hard to raise the corners of her lips, showing a relaxed look.
Heavy chains dragged on the smooth floor, making a dull sound.
Qingyin changed her posture, crawled, and bowed deeply to the man. She said, "Please go back to Putuo Palace!"
Yes, she didn't want her ugly expression when she endured the heavenly tribulation, which was the last look of her master when she saw her.
Even if she dies, she will die beautifully!
She also has her pride!
Lian was looking at the little disciple's stubbornness and the love in his eyes.
He moved his mouth slightly, but in the end, he said nothing.
Turn around and step onto the invisible ladder.
His pace was slow, his clothes were swaying on the ground, and his white robe sleeves swayed slightly along with his pace.
His back was as tall as usual, but he seemed so lonely and cold.
Looking at the master's back getting farther and farther away from him, the tears that had been hidden in Qingyin's eyes that had been hidden for a long time burst out, and her blurred eyes were burping out.
She seemed to have seen the scene when she first saw him in front of the dilapidated temple many years ago, when she first saw him, her posture as a god and man fell from the sky.
She will always remember the gentle smile at her when he saw her.
There is also the saying, "With the deity here, you will be fine!"
It was that sentence that made Qingyin think about staying by his side.
Now, everything is back to the beginning.
It's good that way, at least, she left this world with those beautiful memories.
If there is a next life, she hopes that she is a mortal, a real mortal.
By then, she would never be his apprentice anymore, and would no longer care about the taboos of master and apprentice.
But if it weren't for the master-apprentice relationship, how could she go to him?
There must be a cause, and there will be a disaster if there is a result.
He is her disaster, her life disaster, her death disaster.
Life is up to him, death is up to him!
No hatred, no pain, no regret, no silence, no extinction...
Let her disappear in the world with this love, with the 99th heavenly thunder disaster!
Suddenly, Qingyin slowly closed her eyes and opened her thin lips slightly: "Let's start..."