Pisces Wears My Senior Sister, I Am Struggling to Survive in the Hehuan Sect

Lin Fengmian traveled to Hehuan Sect and became the oldest leek on Qingjiu Peak. What others see as happiness is his daily routine of collecting corpses. The senior brothers who have been sucked dry are skinny and bones, with distorted expressions. He has buried them one after another with his own hands. Hongluanfeng Liu Mei called his name. Lin Fengmian knew that it was his turn. In a desperate situation, the family heirloom Pisces was revealed. Opposite him was a swordsman dressed in white. He looked like a fairy and was as cold as ice. He was ready to slay demons as soon as he opened his mouth. Lin Fengmian almost cried: Savior! But after asking, I found out that the other party lived a thousand years ago, and the Qionghua Sect had been wiped out long ago. Do you want her to rush to rescue you? Space can catch up, but time cannot. Liu Mei's lingering fragrance enters the body, and if she doesn't practice double cultivation, she will have no descendants. Xia Yunxi blushed and helped him detoxify, but he inadvertently sucked away his cultivation - the Evil Emperor's Art was running automatically, and even he didn't know it. There is a witch in front of me pressing hard every step of the way, and there is a sword fairy thousands of years away behind. Lin Fengmian gritted his teeth and made a secret. The jade pendant revealed the ice-condensing sword intention from thousands of years ago. Liu Mei's expression suddenly changed: "What is the relationship between you and Master Xie?" He couldn't say it. But the world of Hehuan Sect should change. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.