Every World is Collapsing [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.2

10.16 - The mind of the superior

The person who was passively enduring the confusion heard this simple two-word murmur full of love, and looked at the man in front of him who was no longer calm and self-controlled, and his eyes flashed with strange colors.

He is actually a master and disciple. No wonder he hides his thoughts so deeply and his reaction was so big just now...

In the world of cultivation, the kindness of a teacher is better than that of blood parents. A disciple must abide by the etiquette and laws throughout his life and respect his teacher. If he fails to do so, he will deceive his teacher and destroy his ancestors, and will be cast aside by the entire world of cultivation.

In a charming room, red candles flickered, and inside the graceful red gauze tent, Xiao Jue's bloody clothes were replaced by joyful brocade robes. He gently pressed the person under him, and gently kissed the person's sensitive ears and neck with his lips. , the love words were all uttered, the clothes were lightly untied, and the kisses were careful every inch, muttering hoarsely about the tenderness that the other party had given him everywhere.

His flowing water no longer knew where to go, and at this moment, his whole body was completely immersed in this dream that seemed to be illusory and unreal, unable to extricate himself.

Feeling the man beneath him completely sinking and losing control, the murderous intent flashed in the cold eyes of the man beneath him.

Suddenly, countless black lights floated out from his body, instantly forming a rolling dark fog in the void.

The aroma that originally filled the air quickly dissipated and turned into dots of black mist. Then, the black mist in the air turned into arrows, and thousands of invisible sharp arrows appeared in the red candle room.

In a daze, two strange laughters came from the thick fog. The moment the laughter fell, thousands of arrows seemed to be alive, carrying the power of breaking through the air, and shot towards Xiao Jue on the bed with a hiss.

The moment the sharp arrow entered his body, Xiao Jue's movements froze, his muscles all over his body bulged, and his eyes were full of disbelief. At the moment of disillusionment, the familiar face beneath him gradually disappeared like smoke.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Jue's eyes were bloodshot, and he used all his strength to raise his hand with difficulty, as if he wanted to catch the person under him.

His trembling hands slowly clenched in the smoke, but after all, there was nothing in his hands, just like the thin wisp of smoke that he wanted to grab on countless times on Yunliang Peak, which would eventually dissipate.

"Master...honor..."

The next second, a sharp voice echoed throughout the world, "Ah——!!! How could he be...?!"

Before the sharp final note fell, the entire illusory world collapsed like a broken mirror, and Xiao Jue fell onto the black land with his life and death unknown.

What's even more weird is that the hidden fairy flower that was originally shining brightly beside it suddenly disappeared into nothingness with a bang, as if it was just an illusory and unreal existence from the beginning.

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Cultivation has no time, and it goes round and round. In the simple stone room, the man's whole body is full of spiritual energy, and his consciousness is empty and there is nothing in it.

Suddenly, the five senses heard something. While the person in retreat slowly opened his eyelids, he raised his hand to catch the message jade slip that shot in from the outside.

With a casual sweep of his consciousness, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in his mind.

"Master, disciple... live up to your expectations and return to the sect!"