Self-cultivation

Chapter 4

Yan Mubai opened a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes, and took a big sip of homemade alcohol with his thin lips.He wanted to drink something easy to get drunk, and wanted to get drunk for a while.

Wearing a light scarlet robe, long hair tied up with a hosta, barefoot.With both hands in a wine jar, the smell of wine and drunkenness all over his body.

Finally got himself drunk, hehehehe (^_^), who knows the sorrow in his heart.

Can't see through family affection?No, it's just obsession.

I only hope that the grievances and grievances will be cleared up.

Because of some sect, my mother died.

Because of the sect, he was abandoned.

I want to destroy the sect you care about.

I can't do patricide, can you?

Will you kill your child?But remember what you promised me:

You will only have me as one disciple.