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

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Goddess, by the Kunlun mirror

Luo Hua embraced Yaoyin, looked sideways at the divine mirror in the giant pit, and said to himself: "Yaoyao, Kunlun mirror can make time go back, right?"

Yao Yin struggled to no avail, and his voice became colder and colder: "Didn't you check the ancient books long ago?"

The air fell silent for a while, as long as thousands of years had passed before Luo Hua moved his lips tremblingly:

"Yao Yao, I know all about it."

Looking at his deep and long eyes, Yao Yin's brows twitched: "You know... what?"

The surroundings are extremely quiet, even the sound of the wind seems to be still, and they can even feel each other's breathing.

Mo and hair intertwined, Luo Hua's slender fingertips gradually reached her heart, word by word imitated in her ear: "I know, why do you want to go back in time... All, our past, I know. "

Yao Yin's eyes burst with shock, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he subconsciously covered his chest, and the corners of his lips were torn apart in a deliberate arc: "Is your honor joking?"

Luo Hua's eyes were secretive, but his expression was as compassionate as when he took her heart and blood: "Yaoyao, I'm sorry."

Yaoyin's pupils have faint red threads, staring at him for a long time, and then suddenly laughing: "You really know it, Luo Hua."

"But at that time, you faced such a compassionate face and said to me: Yao Yao, Xiao Yang's soul is injured and must return to the position of God... Luohua, how cruel you are..."

"No, Yaoyao, never again," Luo Hua's eyes were redder than her, and he almost assured him helplessly: "From then on, no one can hurt you, Yao Yao..."

Yaoyin ignored him, but looked at him sideways. It was clear that she still had such picturesque eyebrows, but she couldn't afford a slight wave of waves in her heart: "Of course no one can hurt me, because it was as early as the moment when Sanshengshi broke his love. , You can no longer hurt me."

"All my obsession with you has turned into ashes, and all your injustices to me have all been reduced to dust."

"I don't want to count how you sorry me, let alone accuse you of killing me time and time again for your little disciple. If you don't love, these are meaningless. Irrelevant, it is you and me."

Luo Hua clasped her hand tightly, and there seemed to be waves surging under his eyes. He opened his slightly dry lips, his voice was as pale as a drum: "Don't you love it?"

"I haven't loved it a long time ago," her voice was unprecedentedly indifferent: "Although I don't know how you can get a glimpse of the past life, but you and I are all destined, those memories, just treat them as dreams."

Luo Hua only felt that the blood in his body was stagnant, and the devilish self kept yelling and bewitching in his ears--"She doesn't love you anymore, so why are you polite? If you don't take people over, can it be seen that she is in someone else's arms? Happy in here?"

He closed his eyes abruptly, almost using all his strength to suppress the devil qi, and it took a long time to calm down.

Yao Yin stared at him vigilantly, only to find that his forehead was faintly shining with a demon red mark!

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and when she looked again, she was as white as ever. Could it be that she read it wrong? It must be a mistake. As the god of creation, Luohua majored in thousands of mental methods and had an extremely firm mind. How could it be possible to get devilish?