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Chapter Seven Hundred and Five(2/2)

Therefore, from now on, you must concentrate on your practice and consider more and more how to gain more and better resources for the Tiandao Sect.

As for the rest, there is no need to think about it anymore.

Go down!"

Sima Xiang knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Wang Chengzhu, then stood up and lowered his head and retreated. Tears couldn't stop flowing.

When he returned to his cultivation cave, Sima Xiang's tears never stopped.

She understood that Master was unwilling to lift the memory ban for herself because she was afraid that once she angrily left Tiandao Sect after she lifted the ban, all efforts of Tiandao Sect would be in vain.

That's why I arranged to lift the ban after the competition.

Even if I wanted to leave at that time, even if I had already obtained the benefits of the Tiandao Sect, I would not care about her stay or stay.

Although the master's idea is too selfish, as the leader of the Tiandao Sect, he can't understand how he thinks about it.

Alas, forget it, don’t think so much, it’s better to practice well!

As long as you win benefits for the Tiandao Sect, the master will be happy and will lift his memory ban.

What's more, Yun Feng's promise was to allow him to continue to stay in the Tiandao Sect as the young leader, which obviously had his profound intentions.

Then the memory ban will be lifted sooner or later, and there is no rush at this moment.

Brother Feng, Xiang'er will stay here after you and protect the soldiers of the Qimen Holy Army.

And Xiaoxiao, my mother will definitely come back to you, play with you, teach you how to practice. Listen to your father obediently, practice hard, and wait for your mother to return!

The night was as bright as yesterday, and the moonlight was light. Sima Xiang suddenly remembered a poem that Yun Feng taught - Phoenix Pavilion, and chanted casually:

"There are all the silk rains, and the wind is coming to the evening, and the smoke is coming out in one sleeve. I am still ashamed of the flowers and the moon is closed. I told people to consider it. How many times does it mean that the fragrance is still left?
Chapter completed!
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