I Make the Demon Gate Great Again

#Orientalfantasy#bridal chamberreversekill#demon emperor#guixuding#goudaorise#reversal of good and evil On the seventh day of time travel, Master asked me to inherit the legacy of the late elder—a dilapidated house, three bad Kung Fu books, and a daughter-in-law. The outer disciples all thought it was bad luck, but I had no choice. That night she opened the door and smiled charmingly. "Husband, I will wait for you to go to bed." I didn't die the next day. Her skill dropped by 30%, and I had a three-thousand-year memory in my mind - the Demon Palace, the pool of blood, and an oath called "Make the Demon Sect great again." She stared at me: "What the hell are you?" I clutched the extra piece of iron in my hand: "I don't know. But the man you were waiting for is dead, and I am the third option." Kung Fu loan, spirit stone ore poison, harvesting of death talismans... The righteous path of the Immortal Sect is full of human-eating pits. She helped me avoid the trap and said it was all for Ding. I believed it. Also learned. In Xianmen, gentleness is the highest level of calculation... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.