CHAPTER 406: CHAPTER 146: FORBIDDEN LOVE, THE FIRST GREAT OUTPOURING OF LOVE (6,000 WORDS)

Cen Xing’er gently stroked her senior sister’s hair with her small hand and softly asked, "Senior sister, what is the doubt you mentioned?"

"When I was young and first entered the sect, I began learning swordsmanship with our master."

"At that time, I was immediately captivated by our master’s incredibly beautiful blue treasure sword."

"Yes, it was indeed the demon sword of that black-clothed woman in the image."

"However, since one day in the third year, when our master suddenly left the Cangming Sect and disappeared for three months before returning, I never saw that demon sword again."

"Not only that, I also noticed that our master was no longer passionate about swordsmanship, even to the point where...."

"He completely forgot some of the sword technique moves he taught me."

"Looking back now...."

Feng Lingxue looked keenly ahead: "That time, our master went to Hehuan Sect and hid the demon sword, it’s likely hidden in this Four Symbols Extreme Palace, maybe even in the sword room ahead! Not only that.... our master also sealed all memories related to the demon sword!"

"Wow! So that’s how it is!"

Cen Xing’er nodded in partial understanding and asked again, "But senior sister.... why would our master do such a thing?"

"Just keep watching, keep watching, and we’ll understand everything."

Feng Lingxue looked at the memory scene appearing on the ceiling, her expression suddenly a bit excited: "I feel there must have been an unusual past between our master and that black-clothed woman! Maybe even.... something forbidden!"

"Huh?"

Hearing her senior sister mention the term "forbidden," Cen Xing’er became even more curious and was about to ask something.

But then she saw her senior sister take off her outer black clothing, revealing her well-proportioned figure clad only in a close-fitting undergarment.

"Xing’er, does this ’Night Concealment Magic Clothes’ that our master bestowed upon me in the early years look familiar to you?"

Feng Lingxue looked at her little junior sister.

Cen Xing’er looked up and down, and suddenly realized: "Yes! This Night Concealment outfit of senior sister looks exactly like the black-clothed woman in the image!"

"Not only that....."

"Even the hairstyle and facial features of the senior sister bear quite a resemblance to that black-clothed woman!"

"Indeed....."

Feng Lingxue nodded, sighing: "So, even though the memories were sealed, our master still engraved some of her subtle features into his soul, showing..."

"How much he loved his master."

"Perhaps....."

"Our master accepted me as a disciple only because I bore some resemblance to this black-clothed woman and gave him a natural fondness, after all...."

"Compared to you two junior sisters’ outstanding aptitudes, I, this senior sister, am just ordinary and unremarkable."

"Moreover, given our master’s personality, he never likes to meddle in others’ affairs. The reason he was willing to save me back then was also because of this reason."

As she said this, her eyes turned red again.

Looking again at the black-clothed woman in the image, there was even a hint of envy in her gaze.

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On the other side.

Xiao Qingmiao looked at her crying beloved disciple Hua Yuerong, and quickly pulled her into her arms, gently stroking her face.

Yet, her master, at this moment, could not utter a single comforting word!

Yes!

Upon seeing that junior who had a spiritual connection with her twice being publicly kissed by another woman, her heart inexplicably felt blocked!!!

"No wonder little Qingling refused to take me as a master back then! It turns out she had already joined Mu Xinlan’s sisters!"

"Damn it! I thought I was first, even before Yuerong, but unexpectedly, someone from outside....."

For a moment, the noble and supremely beautiful Eastern Monarch’s mind was filled with miscellaneous thoughts.

Even felt her beloved disciple in her arms was a bit annoying!

It was obviously she who should be crying!

As the master and disciple embraced each other for warmth.

Beside them, Han Jinniang spoke softly: "Flower Palace Master, any woman in this world could cry over this, but you cannot, do you know why?"

Hua Yuerong was slightly stunned when she heard this, and coldly looked back at the Asura’s Palace Lady behind her: "Lady Ren, if you have something to say, just say it, don’t be sarcastic!"

Han Jinniang looked at the scene of the master and disciple’s kiss fixed in the sky, her eyes also a bit red: "I remember very clearly, in the memory in front of the Flame Demon Tower that day, that man.... he kissed you."

"And you, Flower Palace Master, you are the big winner that makes me..... no, makes many women envious."

Hua Yuerong: (⊙ˍ⊙)

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Meanwhile.

Watching the black-clothed woman kiss the young Demon Lord in the image.

The entire Blissful Sky Palace, tens of thousands of devil cultivators, all simultaneously exclaimed in shock!

"So thrilling! A kiss upon entering the sect! Where do you find such a beautiful master! I want one too!"

"Wait! That black-clothed woman and Mu Xinlan share the same body, doesn’t this mean.... the Demon Lord kissed Mu Xinlan!?"

"Tsk, by your reasoning, the Demon Lord really earned great respect for us in the Eastern Continent! The Dao Sect Mysterious lady, holy and pure? Pfft! Didn’t she obediently offer her first kiss!"

"First kiss? Mu Xinlan’s first kiss? Seriously?"

"Of course it’s true! Didn’t you hear the black-clothed woman earlier! Kissing is the initiation ceremony for her lineage! And the Demon Lord is her first disciple!"

"Wow! A Dao Sect Mysterious lady! A Demon Path Supreme! From this kiss onward, the wheels of destiny started turning!"

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Just as the entire audience was eagerly discussing.