You are my woman, I don’t want you to die!

A simple word, but it was like a flame, completely melting Gongsun Lu's heart wrapped in ice. Two lines of clear tears, two lines of clear and transparent tears flowed out in her eyes...

The eyes that had been cold were actually flashing with light, which was a kind of joy, a kind of enthusiasm, and even more touching.

He actually confessed his feelings to himself, and he actually confessed his feelings to himself. He has been with Liang Xiaoke for thousands of years. Gongsun Lu, who has long been conscious, naturally knows what kind of person he is, despicable, lustful, shameless and vulgar, and has always been mainly flesh-like and physical. Even the departure of Monicole, Lelina and Liang Xing's mother has no effect on him. Even the enchanting, who he has always said love, definitely occupies most of the physical and physical components in his heart, and there has never been a girl in his heart.

It seems that for him, the enjoyment of flesh and body is far higher than anything else. In his world, there seems to be no touching love or lingering love at all. It can be said that all women are just a tool to satisfy his desires in his eyes. But now, he actually gave up the opportunity to take the last step in order to keep himself alive.

This is an opportunity that many people will never get. Even the strong men of the heavenly realm may not have such opportunities over the years. There are very few people in the Three Realms who can get such opportunities, but he still gave up. He really gave up, and gave up for himself.

Gongsun Lu didn't want to cry. She didn't even know if she still had tears, but now, the tears in her eyes were dripping uncontrollably.

Does the blood corpse have tears? Or is she still a blood corpse now? Neither she nor Liang Xiaoke paid attention to it.

She only knew that she could give everything for the man in front of her, even her own life. She was not the domineering Miss Gongsun, she was just the blood corpse he made, she was just her slave, her consciousness, everything she gave, he was all her, so even though she knew she was going to be sacrificed, she still had no complaints.

She knew that all this was what she should do!

He once thought that everything was like this. She was just his slave, his tool, and he could do whatever he wanted. It was normal to sacrifice her in order to take that last step. But at this moment, he realized that after so many years of getting along, he had long been used to her existence. Perhaps his feelings for her were not called love, but it was a kind of love that was deeper than love, stronger than love, and more intense than love.

The most terrifying thing in life is habits. When you spend a month getting used to something, it may be difficult to give up. When you spend a year, years getting used to something, or someone, maybe you can no longer give up. When you are used to a person who has been accustomed to thousands of years and leaving, are you willing to give up?

He only knew now that she could not die, she must live, even if he could not take that last step...

After restraining all his mind, his energy and spirit had reached an extremely high peak, and his cultivation level rose to a peak like a rocket, but he still did not take that step...

Without regret or hesitation, he gently kissed Gongsun Lu's forehead. Liang Xiaoke took her little hand, turned around and knelt down deeply to the leader of Tongtian.

"The disciple is incompetent, unable to cut off the last trace of obsession, unable to take that last step, let the ancestor down, and ask the ancestor to punish him!" Now, why didn't Liang Xiaoke understand that the leader of Tongtian came to guide him, and how many people were in the three realms? Even his senior disciples at that time only occasionally heard him teach a few words of great art?

Only he can get his wholehearted guidance, and only a person like him can improve his cultivation so quickly in such a short time.

But he still couldn't cut off the last trace of obsession. He had let down his kindness. Liang Xiaoke felt guilty and felt ashamed of Tongtian, but he had no regrets. He didn't want to leave any regrets for himself.

Gongsun Lu didn't say anything, but her eyes had already revealed all her feelings, and she was willing to bear any punishment on behalf of Liang Xiaoke.

Seeing the resolute eyes of the two, they had already put away the Zhuxian formation map. The cold leader of Tongtian suddenly showed a smile: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being my disciple of Tongtian. Although his means are invisible, he is also a person who values ​​love and righteousness. He is a saint, no thoughts or demands, and he is going to see the gods. We are human beings, and people must have human emotions. Liang Xiaoke, from today on, you will be the first disciple I have taken after the battle of the Gods of Tongtian. Who dares to cause trouble for you? I will destroy his whole family!"

Liang Xiaoke was stunned. He originally thought that Tongtian would punish him for this, and even at the slightest, he would leave and never pay attention to him. After all, he had let down his will, but he did not expect not to blame him, but instead accepting himself as his disciple?

Becoming a disciple of the Tongtian Sect Master is something that many people dream of, especially the last sentence of the Tongtian Sect Master, who dares to cause trouble for you? I destroyed his entire family, which made Liang Xiaoke cry even more. He cried so sadly and so affectionately. He rushed directly to the Tongtian Sect Master, hugged the Tongtian Sect Master's thigh, and wiped it all over Tongtian's Taoist robe. Seeing that his clean Taoist robe was soon rubbed and abused by Liang Xiaoke, a wry smile appeared on the face of Tongtian Sect Master. Did this guy do it on purpose?

"What? Are you not willing to do it?" Seeing Liang Xiaoke seemingly crying endlessly, Tongtian snorted again.

Liang Xiaoke then came to his senses, retreated back, kowtowed three times respectfully again, and said respectfully: "Disciple, pay homage to Master!"

This call from Master was so intimate, but thinking about it, he was a corpse cultivation path, and I don’t know how many generations of disciples of Tongtian were. Now that he called Master, his status instantly reached the forefront. He was already in the same position as Daoist Duobao, Holy Mother Jin Ling, etc. Not to mention his master who no longer knew where he died, even during the Battle of the Gods, Wen Zhong, who was later a senior of the Shang Dynasty, who was later the ancestor of the gods of the Fenglei tribe, would call him uncle obediently.
Chapter completed!