Tibetan Scripture Pavilion

"You...do you still remember me..." "Master..." Bai Lian raised his hand with difficulty, and Chu Ze immediately reached out to hold it.Blood was everywhere, soaking Bai Lian's white clothes and covering his pretty face. "I've never forgotten you, never! Master, catch me, and I'll take you back to the Sutra Pavilion right away, Master will definitely save you!" "Ze'er..." "I'm here! I still have a lot to say I want to tell you! I still want to ask you why you abandoned us! I still want to ask you so much more! Brother is still waiting for you, I don’t allow you to have anything to do! I don’t allow it!” Chu Ze’s eyes were red, and his hands were tight Hold Bailian's hand firmly.The sword seems to have a soul, waiting for its master in mid-air.Chu Ze hugged Bai Lian, jumped on the sword and stood firm, the explosive internal force assisted Yujian, and Yujian flew extremely fast, heading towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion as if in a blink of an eye. "Ze'er, these years...I miss you so much." Bai Lian looked at him in Chu Ze's arms, his eyes were tender like never before, Chu Ze clenched his teeth and listened, his heart felt like it was torn, It hurts so hard to breathe. "Master, why don't I miss you all the time, and miss you all the time." Beihan, Ning Xin, a letter