Zuo Zhuyan was reborn.
Just when he opened his eyes, before he had time to think anything, he saw a beautiful fairy sister appearing in front of him. She hugged him and cried, saying that she would take her home.
The warm scent of nephrite replaced the smell of blood that still lingered on the tip of the nose, leaving only a sense of peace of mind that made one want to cry.
Troubled times have arisen, the balance has been broken, the world's destiny has been dominated by the demon clan, the great demon has resurrected, and hundreds of ghosts are walking at night.
I, Zuo Zhuyan, only have one sword, which can kill demons and destroy them, and single-handedly hold back the sky.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
