Abandoning the Emperor and Paying the World: Peerless Master

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He is angry...

He has cultivated his body and mind for many years to achieve a calm state of mind, but today he was so angry that he could not control his emotions because of his apprentice's deception, which led to the old illness many years ago, and his internal organs were violently stirred up in an instant. Going down, the internal injury will be relieved immediately, but it is still difficult to control yourself.

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Ridiculous! [

There are so many ways of deception in the world, but this is the most unbelievable deception. He even feels that he has been played with, designed, and betrayed!Thinking of how many times she had hugged him, he felt offended, violated, and insulted again!

Duanhua's face was pale, there seemed to be countless red lotuses in the cold eyes, his thin lips trembled so that he could not speak, the hand holding the dart became weaker and weaker, his throat suddenly burst into a fishy sweet smell, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably. Blood was like drizzle, sprinkled on Zixi's pale face.

Zixi was startled.

Duanhua gradually felt weak, his body was on fire, the dart fell from his limp hands, and his body that was struggling to support was like a leaf in the wind. He coughed heavily and fell into Zixi's arms.

"Master, master..." Zixi hugged Duanhua helplessly, unable to utter countless words hidden in his heart.

She made the master angry, she made the master angry, that master with a calm heart, that peerless master, that master with a clear and proud character, was angry because of her.

"Master, don't be angry, it will hurt the internal organs, it will cause internal injuries..." Zi Xi embraced Duanhua, turned over, and got out from under Duanhua.

She let Duanhua lie down on the bed, and touched the brocade bag at Duanhua's waist with trembling hands.

"Don't touch me!" Duanhua slapped Zixi hard with his backhand, with too much force, and another series of heavy coughs.

Zixi was stunned for a moment, but saw that strange blood was constantly overflowing from the corners of Duanhua's lips, and Tsinghua Jueshi's face suddenly had a soul-stirring and poignant beauty, which tugged at people's hearts and turned into heart-piercing pain.

"Disciples don't touch Master, don't touch Master..."

Zixi responded indiscriminately, tears were like wine overflowing the rim of the glass, and the subtle emotions in her heart tore her heart, piercing pain, piercing pain.

She was at a loss to find the three pills that her master gave her many years ago, one of which was the Nine-Turn Renewing Soul Pill, no matter how serious the terminal illness was, taking one would guarantee her life for three days.

Duan Hua used his internal strength to suppress the onset of internal injuries, looked up and saw Zi Xi again, and anger followed.