Article 69
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The first time I saw him was under the flower tree in front of Tongtian Tower. He has a wide robe and wide sleeves, among more than twenty elders, he is the only one who is not wearing the extremely coquettish silver-blue black armor.
That day, he lowered his head, contemplating the armor he was wearing on his hand, half of his face looked focused and gentle, like a white cat in the golden sun.
The ink burned far away, and his eyes couldn't move away.
He felt that his first impression of Chu Wanning was very good.
I can't bear the coldness, punishment, and harshness that followed one after another. The white cat's sharp teeth and claws gnawed him all over his body.
He was rescued from the sea of fire by his uncle, dying, and his life was hanging by a thread. Originally, I thought that after reaching the pinnacle of life and death, there would be a master who would treat me tolerantly and cherish me sincerely.
However, Chu Wanning didn't seem to be able to see his flattery and his efforts. On the contrary, the whip was savage, and if there was a slight mistake, his skin would be torn apart and his flesh was bloody.
Later he knew that Chu WanNing looked down on him from the bottom of his heart——
"Bad character, hard quality."
That's how the man in the snowy white clothes under the flower tree commented on him, right?
He once regarded Chu Wanning as the nine-day cold moon, and he respected and loved him sincerely. But in Jiutian Hanyue's heart, what is his ink burning?
An apprentice who had to be accepted.
A contemptible scumbag to the bone.
A rascal who grew up in a restaurant and was tainted with dirty air.
Although Mo Ran always looked like he was joking and indifferent, but he slowly hated Chu Wanning, and that kind of hatred contained a strong unwillingness.
He is not reconciled.
Once, he had been holding increasingly strong resentment to provoke Chu Wanning, trying to get this person's attention, get this person's appreciation, and get this person's surprise.
During that time, if Shi Mei praised him as "very good", he would happily go to heaven.
However, if Chu Wanning would be willing to praise him as "good", he would be willing to die.
But Chu WanNing never praised him.
No matter how hard he tried, how hard he was, how good he was, that cold man would always nod his head lightly, and then turn his face away.
The ink is going to be crazy.
God knows, how much I wanted to pinch Chu Wanning's cheek at that time, turn him around, force him to stare at himself, force him to look at himself, force him to put the sentence "bad character, hard quality" "Swallow it back into your stomach!
But he could only kneel down in front of Chu Wanning, like a dog with a hairy family, kowtowed his head, and said respectfully: "The disciple remembers the teacher's teaching."
In front of Chu Wanning, Mo Weiyu was humbled to the bone.
Even as a "son", he is still humble.
He finally understood that people like Chu Wanning couldn't look down on him at all.
Then, many things happened.
Mo Ran took power at the pinnacle of death and life, and then aspired to the pinnacle of the world of cultivating immortals, becoming an unprecedented overlord. Under his dark command, everyone trembles, everyone fears, everyone mentions his name like a mosquito, who remembers the stains he once had, and who remembers his unsightly background——
From then on, there will be no ink rain in the world, only Ta Xianjun.
Step on Xianjun.
People hated him, hated him to the extreme, heinously, Mo Weiyu, thousands of rebirth formulas can't save him, ten thousand deaths can't save him!
Stepping on the Immortal Lord, Mo Weiyu, Stepping on the Immortal Lord, Mo Weiyu, Stepping on the Immortal Lord——
...Ta, Xian, Jun.
But no matter how afraid, so what? The peak of death and life is still roaring and shouting in unison, tens of thousands of people kneel in front of the Wushan Temple, and densely packed heads are kneeling three times and nine times knocking at him.
"The Immortal Emperor will live forever, forever forever."
He found it very useful.
Until he noticed the face of Chu Wanning in the crowd.
Chu Wanning had already abolished his cultivation at that time, and was bound by him under the hall and became a prisoner.
Mo Ran was determined to put him to death, but he didn't want Chu Wanning to leave quickly. He imprisoned Chu Wanning's limbs and cut through the blood vessels in Chu Wanning's neck. After casting the spell to prevent the wound from coagulating, the blood trickled out bit by bit, and the life was lost bit by bit.
The sun is shining, the coronation ceremony has been going on for half a day, and Chu Wanning's blood should be exhausted.
When this person died, Mo Ran would be completely cut off from the past, so he deliberately arranged for Chu Wanning to let bloodletting and execute him at his ascension ceremony.
When he became the Sanjiu Supreme in the realm of comprehension, Chu Wanning would become a lifeless corpse.
All kinds of things yesterday disappeared.
Really good.
But this person is going to die, why is he still so indifferent? That handsome is a bit fickle... His face is pale, but his expression is indifferent, and he neither praises nor fears when he looks at Ta Xianjun.
Only disgust, contempt, and—
Mo Ran felt that he must be crazy. Either Chu Wanning is crazy.
And a tinge of pity.
Chu WanNing pity himself, a dying person, a defeated general! He actually felt pity for an overlord who had reached the top of the world and called the wind and rain. He, he would—how dare he! ! !
The anger that had accumulated for more than ten years made Mo Ran crazy, and he was in the Danxin Temple. Of course, at that time, it was renamed Wushan Temple. In front of thousands of frowning faces, where
Noticing the flattery of those people, he suddenly stood up in the sound of Song Hong, and walked down the steps with his black robe billowing.
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