Female Match Between Master-Apprentice Relationship (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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Lashentai

The black cloud above the pillar changed, slowly condensing into the appearance of a whip, falling one after another.

After receiving seven or seventy-nine divine whips from the last Huizun, this has been used again for nearly a thousand years.

Thirty divine whips, placed on the ordinary immortal family, were enough to disperse their souls, and the superiors could be cruel and punished the little apprentice so hard, which really exceeded everyone's expectations.

In this round of scourge, there is no need to remove the fairy bones, it is fortunate to be able to preserve the soul.

Xin Yang was tied to the pillar, her round and rosy little face had lost her luster, every time she received a whip, she suffered from heartbreaking pain, her large apricot eyes drooped, her eyelids drooped weakly, and her black and white eyes were full of grievances. And sad.

Why did it happen like this, she just wanted to save Master, why suddenly everyone wanted her to die? !

That's all, she doesn't care, even if she is the enemy of the whole world, she doesn't care, but Master... why does Master treat her like this? When she saw Master's cold eyes, her heart was almost broken.

She knew that it was wrong to try to force the world to stop, but everything she did was to save him, she could not have his identity, fame, or life for him, but alone could not bear his so distinct indifference.

She loves Master, so much that she can do everything for him, why can't Master give her even a little tenderness? She knows secular ethics, courtesy, righteousness, and shame, so she doesn't ask to be the master's wife openly, but secretly expects to be with her all the time, but now, even such humble begging can't be realized.

The master said...to remove her fairy bones and send her to the mortal world!

The whip kept falling, never stopped, Xin Yang was already unconscious.

The immortals were surprised when they saw it. At this moment, the scourge has been over half of the time. Although Xin Yang is scarred, there is no sign of his soul dissipating. It must be known that the sacred platform originally hit the depths of the soul, even if it is a fairy. It is impossible for her to be unharmed, and Xin Yang has never passed the threshold of Fanxian, so where is she sacred?

"My dear, Xiao Yang is going to die soon, please let me know!" Ye Yun finally couldn't hold back, knelt beside Luohua and begged.

Luo Hua's eyes did not change, his eyes were extremely faint, and his lips closed like cicada wings: "The deity has already said that no matter who it is, you should be punished for doing something wrong. There is no need to say more about this."

Seeing this expression on Zun, Ye Yun knew that there was no more room for maneuver. He clenched his fist fiercely and looked at Xiao Yang on the stage of the gods, feeling distressed and pitying.

Although Xiao Yang did make a big mistake, but the mistake was not made, why should the fine be so heavy? And even if these thirty magic whips survived, Xiao Yang would have to be removed from the bones and sent back to the mortal world, so respectable...unkind!

Fortunately, Xiao Yang likes him heartily, it's not worth it!

Seeing Ye Yun's distressed stupid stupidity, Lu Sang gloated with misfortune: "Your Xiao Yang has committed an unforgivable sin. It is the fairest thing to do with respect, and it is useless for you to intercede."

Ye Yun glared at the green mulberry, angrily. The green mulberry was not afraid, and raised his sharp chin: "What to look at, look at and goug your eyes out."