"But state preceptor, I really don't want to leave you for even a moment, Xuanji."
Di Xiaoyun closed his eyes.
The moment the state preceptor fell, she had already recalled all the things that happened a thousand years ago.
A thousand years ago, they were about to get married. If it wasn't for that accident, perhaps Zhenzhen would have already become the state preceptor's wife.
They might even have a bunch of children.
But how could she forget the state preceptor? Forget this man who had accompanied her for a long time and loved her to the bone.
"Princess, let's go back to the demon Palace first. There's also your injury."
The fourth elder walked forward slowly. She wanted to persuade di Xiaoyun to go back with them first, but when he saw her walking over, di Xiaoyun shook his head.
this little injury of mine is nothing. The state preceptor has suffered so much pain for me, so what's this little injury of mine? "
