The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment

"Sister, Master will be fine."

The disciples around Tong Yao comforted her in a panic.

But it didn't work.

As soon as the eye slit opened, it was like opening a valve, and the water flowed non-stop.

No one laughed at Tong Yao.

The people who came here to see them off were originally more emotional people, and they were also sad. They didn't cry because they were holding back.

They all see how good the relationship between Tong Yao and Master is, and it is no different from father and daughter.

Master is an alcoholic, and if ordinary people touch his treasured wine, they would be polite and send them directly to the Law Enforcement Hall.

But Sister Tong is different.

She has been drinking Master's wine more than a dozen times, so at most, Master just grounded her.

"Sister Bai."

Tong Yao stumbled to Bai Lian.

Her height just reached Bai Lian's shoulders.

Thin and small.

When she cried, she looked like a poor stray cat with nowhere to go on a rainy night.

No one would have imagined that such a little girl would become the lord of the Pluto Palace in the future and the "empress" who was famous everywhere.

But Bai Lian knew.

She also knew how Tong Yao got to that position step by step.

That's not really an enviable story.

That path to the throne was forged by the unacceptable separation of life and death.

Two years later.

That is, the time when Immortal Gate ushered in the first crisis in the game.

After a hundred years of waiting, Jue Yunzi finally waited for his Hu Feng Jie.

Transcending the Tribulation and rebuilding the true body was originally a major event worthy of celebration.

But at the most critical moment, the Loose Cultivator, who once had a grudge against the former Sect Master, suddenly appeared after being dormant for hundreds of years.

Eternal hatred is endless.

He has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

Full of hatred and hatred turned into ghosts and ghosts.

At that time, An Lan was not in the door, and this loose cultivator used a powerful magic weapon to inflict heavy damage on Jue Yunzi.

In most of the lines, Tong Yao's master Qin Shishu fell while covering Jue Yunzi's retreat.

The ordinary disciples who died in this battle are even more numerous.

As the protagonist of the game, "Sister Bai" has several different ways of dying here.

Happy events turn into funerals.

The death of Uncle Qin was a huge blow to Tong Yao.

She changed her liveliness and became taciturn.

Half a year later, through this incident, he learned that he still had an illegitimate daughter who was out of the house and came to him.

Tong Yao, heartbroken, followed her biological father back to the Hall of Hades.

There she climbed up step by step, and finally defeated all competitors and inherited everything from the Palace Master.

If Tong Yao was given a chance to choose, would she be willing to exchange her power and strength for Uncle Qin to survive?

Bai Lian reached out and touched Tong Yao's head.

Feeling the tenderness of the palm, Tong Yao cried even more sadly.

She said jumping words in a muffled voice.

"Senior Sister Bai, I was wrong."

"Before, I always felt that Master took care of me too much..."

"I'm scared now."

"That devil is so powerful, will Master get hurt?"

"I miss Master. If I were stronger, would I be able to replace Master?"

Following Tong Yao's remarks, many Qing Yufeng disciples bowed their heads.

They always disliked Senior Sister Tong for being too lenient, but if Senior Sister Tong suddenly disappeared one day, would Qingyu Peak still be Qingyu Peak?

They like that mountain because they like the people on that mountain.

Bai Lian finally understood what Tong Yao said and understood what Tong Yao meant.

She thought she should have come to a conclusion, at least now Tong Yao would definitely be willing to change.

As for the future...

People can change.

When you look back, it may even feel foreign to your old self.

Bai Lian gently embraced Tong Yao.

Tears wet her dress, and she felt that the farce was like a rehearsal for the future.

But she won't let the play go on as scripted again.

The story of the paper man can still shake people's hearts. When these people are integrated into her life, how can she be indifferent.

So she patted Tong Yao's back lightly: "don't worry, Qin Shishu will be fine, the head master will be fine, and Du Xianmen will be fine."

Bai Lian's voice was mixed with unspeakable firmness, like a promise.

There is a sword in her heart.

A sword that wants to shoot the endless night.

She thought of Qianhe.

Even the people in the Demon Sect also regard inheritance as a nobler pursuit than their own lives.

In this world, the fire of civilization can be preserved in the catastrophe of one yuan cycle, and these martyrs are indispensable.

When the next yuan arrives, Bai Lian hopes that people on earth can still hear the story of Duxianmen.

Tong Yao stopped shaking.

She squeezed into Bai Lian's arms following Bai Lian's patted movements.

This cold body made her heart fiery like never before.

Senior Sister Bai is indeed like the moon in the sky.

Master will definitely return safely as Senior Sister Bai said.

looking at this harmonious one

At the curtain, Su Youwei's eyelids jumped wildly.

She is careless!

If she was crying just now, isn't Senior Sister Bai's arms hers?

Tong Yao, this treacherous and cunning guy...

Su You gritted his teeth slightly.

In the end, she gave up the plan to squeeze tears.

Her chest was a little stuffy, and after seeing Tong Yao burst into tears in Senior Sister Bai's arms, she felt that the annoyance went away a lot.

Let Tong Yao do it this time.

The days to come are still long, she has a chance