"You say he is a loser who can't even beat a loser. How can he be even more useless and have the nerve to complain?"

Zhang Yuan's body trembled, and he raised his head and stared at Fengyi blankly. His tears couldn't help falling anymore, and he murmured "Master" in a hoarse voice.

Fengyi interrupted him and looked at the Sect Master with a half-smile: "Sect Master, are you right?"

"Yeah."

The sect master quickly agreed, feeling like crying but without tears.

Even though she is the sect leader on the surface, she has no right to speak in front of him. If she is angered and she quits, Xianju Pavilion will just wait to be swallowed up by other sects.

"However, although Zhang Yuan is my disciple, since he was the one who made the first move, he has to be punished and go to the Ice Cave to stay."

"yes."

Although Zhang Yuan was punished, the smile on his face could not be stopped.

He seemed to have thought of something, paused for a moment, and said, "Masters, can you give me an hour? When the time is up, I will go to the ice cave and face the wall to think about it."

As soon as he returned to the top of the mountain, Zhang Yuan knelt in front of Feng Yi.

"Disciple has made things difficult for Master."

Fengyi hummed in confusion.

She was very happy watching the play and was not embarrassed at all.

But Zhang Yuan obviously didn't know Feng Yi's status in Xianju Pavilion, and only thought that Feng Yi had no choice but to let them be punished together.

Fengyi didn't bother to care what he thought, and waved her hand to let him go down. She took a sword and wiped it with her eyes, and then disappeared from the place.

"Master."

When Zhang Yuan finished his preparation and came in, the room had long lost the smell of Fengyi.

He thought for a moment, put the food on the table, made a magic trick to keep the food with its current taste, then turned around to face the wall and think about it.

The Ice Cave is the place where Xianju Pavilion punishes erring disciples. It is covered in ice and snow, bitingly cold, and there are also layers of illusions that evoke the most fearful things in people's hearts and are the nightmare of all disciples.

Even, many people did not come out of the ice cave.

Zhang Yuan fell in the snow, his lips turning purple from the cold. He gathered his spiritual energy to hold up the spiritual shield to protect him from the cold. In less than a second, it turned into nothingness again.

"You bastard, how could I have given birth to a beast like you? It's really your fate to collect debts. It's all your fault, just like your father who suffered a thousand cuts..."

A woman with charming eyes was impatient and pushed him to the ground, her eyes full of disgust.

Seeing his low-brow look, I felt even more disgusted. I pulled out the hairpin on my head and stabbed him crazily.

Within half the time of burning the incense, he was already covered in cuts and bruises, and the cloth that pricked his hands was stained with plum blossoms, and the beautiful woman stopped breathing.

"If it weren't for you being such a slut, I would have followed Mr. Li to enjoy the hot and spicy food, and I would have to make fun of those beasts every day and be ridiculed."

There was no trace of tenderness in her eyes when she looked at him. His existence was a shame to the beautiful woman in her life.

His father was a demon. He broke through the seal and lost his memory. He came to the human world. In a bloody hero's rescue of the beauty, the beautiful woman resolutely broke up with her family and left with him as the rich daughter.

Finally, his father abandoned his mother.

If it hadn't been for a Taoist priest who stopped him and told him that his destiny was too precious, he would have never had the chance to come to this world.

The orphaned and widowed mother traveled to many places and was always reviled and disliked by others. Finally, she found a remote town. The beautiful woman turned out to be a rich young lady. She had no skills to make a living and could only make a living by selling jokes.

Zhang Yuan's eyelashes trembled, and a drop of clear tears fell from his eyes.

If he had a choice, he would rather not have come to this world.

"You live in such pain, why don't you choose liberation? Death is your destination. No one in this world will care about you. Your appearance was a mistake..."

A very seductive voice sounded in his ears, arousing all the pain in his heart.

"You, who are you..."

"I am you, you are me."

Zhang Yuan seemed to have lost his soul, standing dumbly, his eyes falling on the picture without any focus, the filthy man who had been stuck in the mire for many years, unable to struggle.

He stepped forward numbly.

"Ayuan!"

A crisp voice sounded behind him, and his steps stopped. He couldn't muster the strength to take another step forward. The inner demon seemed to sense something was wrong and urged him hastily.

"A Yuan, Master is hungry."

Zhang Yuan's eyes, as dark and dead as dead wood, moved slightly, but no sound came out.

He turned his head stiffly, and his eyes were filled with red.

A jade hand stood in front of him, with clearly defined joints, like a jade with dark light floating around, making it difficult to look away.

Following the fingers, you can see the slender shoulders, the long and fair neck, the attractive red lips, the straight bridge of the nose, and the gentle and loving eyes.

His nose felt sore, this familiar yet unfamiliar face kept in his mind day and night, and he regarded her as the god of his own world, letting her dominate the joys, sorrows, and joys.

"Teacher, master."

With this sentence, the master seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his heart was filled with ecstasy.

No wonder he said that he just felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something important. It turned out that his inner demons had blurred his memory after meeting Fengyi.

Zhang Yuan slowly opened his eyes and found that he was still in the ice cave, but it was no longer as cold as before.

A trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes.

I don’t know what happened to Master, or whether he ran away to the human world because of his greed.

He closed his eyes to practice, or counted the time with his fingers. It wasn't until a senior brother came to the ice cave and told him that he could go out, that he stood up and flew to the top of the mountain without looking back.

Just seeing that scene stopped him from taking a step forward, and his excitement was poured cold water on him.

There was a man standing next to the man in red. The two behaved slightly intimately. They stood under the love flower tree, covered with love flowers.

He just felt that this love flower was so ugly that it was an eyesore.
Chapter completed!