The Insane and Good-For-Nothing Madam

"You're done, you're done, you're done, you must be expelled from the teacher's door this time, there, that person, they are the most untouchable bottom line in the Lord's heart, you dare to steal the painting of the Lord Come out, you're done, you're done."

When Feng Ruchu saw him saying ‘you’re finished’ four times in a row, he felt particularly unhappy, and he twisted and emphasized: “After all, I’ve lost my soul for 10,000 years...”

Ling Bai lost the chicken leg in his hand, and his greasy claws quickly covered Feng Ruchu's hand, staring at a pair of tiger eyes, warning and looking at her sharply: "Shut up, shut up and close your crow's mouth. The Lord heard it, but it was terrible..."

"For the sake of your meal of meat, I kindly remind you that no matter it is thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, you are not allowed to mention Xuan'er in front of the Lord. The painting in your hand, quickly send it back intact...Don't think that if you look like her, you can feel confident..."

Feng Ruchu instantly grasped the point and said, "You said I look like her?"

Ling Bai rolled his eyes and said, "Doesn’t it look like you don’t know how to look at it yourself? I guess, if it weren’t for your face that is almost like hers, the Lord wouldn’t take care of you, let alone. Are you accepting you as a disciple?"

"...Anyway, don't ask what happened to her. God gave you this opportunity and this face, so please cherish it, don't foolishly die, you can't suffer from this Holy Lord."

Ling Bai yawned and fell asleep when he was full of food and drink. He waved his hand and "rubbed" his stomach and left with satisfaction.

The hot pot steamed, blasting the whole room warmly.

But under the coal fire, Feng Ruchu stared at the picture scroll scattered on the table, but his heart became heavier and colder.

‘She is the only child raised by the Lord since she was a child. ’

‘The place, the person, are the most untouchable bottom line in the Lord’s heart. ’

‘If it wasn’t for your face that is almost like her, the Lord would not take care of you, let alone accept you as a disciple. ’

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auzw.com Feng Ruchu feels very sad in his heart.

If it were to be said that it was a kind of sadness that was close to collapse and despair when he learned that there was a demon king in his body.

At this time, he was a child who had never tasted sweetness before. He was given a candy, and he just gave it to his mouth to "lick" it, and then he was crushed by the person himself, leaving a layer of ash.

It was a shattered sense of disillusionment.

Mo Qing has a disciple, she can understand; Mo Qing misses his disciple, she can accept him.

Although she is a little selfish, overbearing, and hypocritical.

But she wouldn't really be jealous with a person who had lost his soul ten thousand years ago. She has to compare herself with each other, who is the most important person in his heart.

She even faintly imagined when she discovered the scroll, whether the person in this painting is herself, the picture of me dancing and playing the piano under the peach blossom tree, maybe the future he is looking forward to, but Ling Bai told him, That person is the most special existence he has raised by his side since childhood.

From birth to death.

He was never absent.

And oneself... is accompanied by a sentence.

‘Don’t think that if you look like her, you can feel confident. ’

‘God actually gave you this opportunity and this face, so please cherish it, don’t just die. ’

So, her floating light, her ice skates... are all because she has this face?

All, thanks to Xuan'er?