After passing through the book, Master must work hard to achieve the ending of be

"...Master?"

Xiao Fangchi was stunned.

"Xiao Fangchi, do you think I'm a fool? Rebirth? You're trying to lie to me about something that doesn't exist at all? Do you really think I'm easy to deceive?"

Xiao Fangchi spoke incoherently: "No, no, Master, I really didn't lie to you, really!"

At this moment, he was really panicked.

He was wrong, he did wrong.

He should hide those dark and dirty sides.

Suddenly, a strong sense of panic surged into my heart.

Song Huaiqing stopped talking and just stared at Xiao Fangchi with calm and cold eyes.

Under this gaze, Xiao Fangchi felt as if he was being pricked by needles, and his heart seemed to be clenched tightly by hands, making him unable to breathe.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that his master was far away from him, but he was clearly right in front of him, only a few steps away.

The feeling of panic spread to all limbs, and the hands hidden under the robes trembled slightly unconsciously.

"Master, please listen to my disciple's explanation..."

He took a step forward, wanting to hold Master's hand.

However, when he took a step forward, Song Huaiqing took a step back.

Taking one step or two, he retreated to the iron cage in a moment. Taking another step back, Song Huaiqing's back would be pressed against the iron cage.

Xiao Fangchi's breathing became more and more rapid, and he said quickly: "Master, don't retreat!"

Behind Song Huaiqing was Duan Wuming who was hung up.

At this moment, in Xiao Fangchi's eyes, the master at this moment overlapped with the appearance when he died in his previous life. The master in his previous life was hung in the air like this, and then left him forever, leaving him alone to struggle in the world, not wanting to live but unable to die, only endless pain wrapped him airtight, leaving him Become numb.

"...Master, can you come here? I will explain to you when I go back. Accept the punishment."

Xiao Fangchi stretched out his hand with a look of prayer on his face.

Duan Wuming looked at the scene in front of him, and vague laughter escaped from his throat.

Hahaha, he knew that Xiao Fangchi was going to get retribution.

Devils, all deserve to die, no one will have a good end!

Song Huaiqing didn't feel good. Looking at Xiao Fangchi's painful expression, his heart felt like it was pricked by countless needles. It was so densely painful that he couldn't breathe.

But he couldn't show it, so he could only try to suppress the urge to walk towards Xiao Fangchi.

What is stolen must always be repaid. He has been happy for so long and he no longer regrets it.

This was an opportunity presented to Xiao Fangchi, and he couldn't be soft-hearted.

The hands under the robe were clenched into fists, and the veins on the backs of the hands and arms bulged.

Song Huaiqing shook his head, expressionlessly raised his feet again, and prepared to retreat.

If he retreats, his back will completely hit the iron cage.

At the moment when they were about to meet, Xiao Fangchi stepped forward suddenly and pulled the person into his arms.

"Master, let's go back. I will definitely explain it to you when I get back. You can punish me however you want, okay?"

Xiao Fangchi buried his head in Song Huaiqing's neck and spoke eagerly, fearing that the master would not listen if he spoke too slowly.

"..."

Push him away.

Push him away.

Push him away.

Song Huaiqing continued to hypnotize himself.

It turned out that Xiao Fangchi's embrace was so warm, and in such a cold day, he didn't want to push him away at all.

[Host, you cannot be soft-hearted. If this opportunity is lost, it will be difficult to provoke conflicts. 】

"..."

Song Huaiqing's nose felt sore and her eyes suddenly turned red.

His heart hurt so much that he wanted to cry.

He thought that Xiao Fangchi must be very sad. Just a few days after he was happy, his sincere heart would be burned on the fire again.

He wanted to wear Xiao Fangchi's favorite body again to hurt Xiao Fangchi.

What a bastard he is.

The little fox reminded: [Host, this is the path you chose. 】

Song Huaiqing closed her eyes, suppressing the bitterness and throbbing pain that was flooding her heart.

Yes, this is the path he chose.

He couldn't regret it.

And I will never regret it.

The pain is only temporary, Xiao Fangchi will be happy in the future.

Thinking of this, Song Huaiqing raised his hand and pushed hard.

Xiao Fangchi hugged her tightly and felt his push, making her push harder.

Without even pushing away, Song Huaiqing used all his strength to finally push Xiao Fangchi away.

"...Master."

Xiao Fangchi's eyes were red.

"Xiao Fangchi." Song Huaiqing paused and said, "Let Sect Leader Duan go, apologize to him, and repent in front of the four sects and one pavilion. I can forget about today's incident."

He knew that this was something that Xiao Fangchi could not agree to.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, Xiao Fangchi took a step back in disbelief, as if something unbearable had happened.

"…No…"

impossible.

Master can kill him.

But an apology is absolutely impossible.

Even if he dies, he still wants to crawl out of hell to take revenge. How can he apologize to these two-faced people who are colluding with each other?

If he apologizes, what will happen to the master?

No one can make him back down on this matter, not even Master.

What Master doesn't know, he will always remember for Master.

Song Huaiqing saw Xiao Fangchi's reaction in his eyes. His hands clenched into fists under his robe were shaking. Even though his nails had been trimmed perfectly, they were embedded in his palms because he used too much force.

There was blood oozing out from the palm of my hand and it was sticky.

Song Huaiqing resisted and repeated again: "Apologise."

"…No."

Xiao Fangchi shook his head and took a step back, like a little animal that had stepped into a hunter's trap and fell into panic. His usually bold and energetic purple eyes were now full of pain.

The master's gaze was like a knife, stabbing into his heart.

After struggling for a few seconds, Xiao Fangchi became emotional.

"No!"

Duan Wuming must die!

As this syllable fell, coercion emerged in the air.

A stream of air passed by Song Huaiqing's ear, and the wind picked up a few strands of his hair. The snow falling at Duan Wuming's feet began to float up, floated in the air, and turned into ice blades, instantly surrounding Duan Wuming. .

"Well!!!"

Following an extremely painful groan, countless ice blades penetrated Duan Wuming.

In an instant, his body exploded like a balloon, blood splashed out, and death blood flowers bloomed.

Song Huaiqing didn't look back, but he smelled the strong smell of blood.

The next moment, the pressure disappeared.

Only the smell of blood remains.

Xiao Fangchi looked like a child who had done something wrong, holding the hem of his clothes tightly with his hands, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"Teacher, Master..."

The tone was choked.

Song Huaiqing burst into tears when he saw it.

Xiao Fangchi came forward, knelt down, raised his hands above his head, and presented a whip transformed with spiritual power.

"Master, please punish me. You can punish me in any way. Disciple admits his mistake."

"..."

The air fell silent.

After a long time, Song Huaiqing sighed softly and reached out to help him.

Xiao Fangchi's tense heart relaxed for a moment.

Could it be that...Master won't pursue it?

Sure enough, Master will understand him.

However, before he could finish breathing a sigh of relief, Song Huaiqing leaned close to Xiao Fangchi's ear, and the words that came out of his thin lips made Xiao Fangchi feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.

"As expected of a demon, one's true nature cannot be changed. You and I have already severed the relationship between master and disciple, and I will not punish you."