Chapter 645: World’s Beautiful Man is a Cauldron XXXIII |
“This matter has nothing to do with the master, it is my own way.” As a cold male voice sounded, Daojun Qingxuan entered the door and his eyes fell on Ding Jieyi, “I apologize to you. Furthermore, my disciple Wen Ying once caused you a lot of trouble and almost cost you your life. I also apologize to you on her behalf and hope you can forgive me.”
“The deceased is gone.…..” She shook her head, “But she is her and you are you. I will not be resentful towards Daojun because of this. You can rest assured.”
“I don’t want to teach you, not because I’m afraid of your resentment. I taught her for more than ten years, but in the end I couldn’t teach her well, which shows that I don’t have the ability to teach her.” He said with an indifferent look, “Besides, although she is not the child of destiny, she is still my disciple. It is her fault that she harmed you, but as her master, I know that she died because of you, so it is difficult for me to teach you with all my heart.”
Ding Jieyi’s heart froze.
“Do you mean, Daojun, to blame me for forcing her to death?”
Daojun Qingxuan looked at her deeply, and did not say yes or no, but said: “You had a difficult childhood, suffered a lot of bullying, and your character was determined early. You want to believe in the principle of the weak eating the strong. Now that you have broken through the Jiedan stage, you are in a perfect state of mind. What’s the point of being a teacher to you? I only advise you, don’t get attached to it, otherwise what will you do if you break through the Jiedan and face the inner demons of the knot?”
“Qingxuan!” The leader shouted to stop him.
Ding Jieyi bit her lower lip when she heard this.
She recalled that Daojun Qingxuan passed by that year, towering over the flying clouds like an immortal. Next to her stood a pretty and lovely girl. Seeing that she was being bullied, she gently tugged on his sleeve. She knew at a glance that this was Ah Ying of the Wen family who came from the same village as her.
Why?
Now it has been proven that she is the real child of destiny. Even though she does not care about this title at all, why can’t she still get what should be hers!
In the book pavilion, a small green snake was lying on it. The faint light of its body spread out and returned to its original state.
Someone pushed the door in, walked through the bookshelf, and finally found the little snake. He picked her up and looked at the open book. He smiled and said, “Do you understand?”
The little spirit snake rubbed his hand, and he liked it and gave her a spirit pill.
She lay contentedly in the palm of his hand.
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