Demonic Way: Defying Heaven and Changing Fate

[It's finished. If you demolish and forget Xian, you won't lose money if you fall into the pit. /When I was a teenager in fresh clothes and angry horses/ I also used a smile to seize the wine jar, and picked up Gusu Shilichun with a sword. "The Emperor is smiling. I'll give you a share. Can you pretend you haven't seen me?" "I didn't expect that Miss Lan San could compete with Lan Zhan in training! It's really interesting." "Every one of the children of the aristocratic family likes me very much!" The young people at that time had bright eyes, no worries, no worries, only the gentleness of the years. /The Wen family is rampant, Yin Iron appears in the world/ "If anyone dares to disobey the Wen family again, don't blame me for being ruthless. This Gusu Lan family is an example!" "Third Miss, she has deep spiritual power and strong magic power, but she has never hunted too many human snakes, hahahaha!" "Stop it all! Be careful as I bleed Mr. Wen of yours." "Are you dead? Are you dead?" /Once the cloud dream is extinguished, the boy will no longer be alive/ "Wei Wuxian, please listen to me. You will protect Jiang Cheng even if you die. Do you hear me?" "Let's dig up the pill..." Time has never fulfilled the passion of youth. "Why should others pay the price for your kindness?" "Practicing evil will eventually pay the price, and there are no exceptions throughout the ages!" "You can't even protect your own sister, so what qualifications do you have to interfere in other people's affairs!" /Having tasted the harshness of the world and all the ridiculous rumors/ "Even if I, Wei Wuxian, am not equipped with a sword, I can still defeat all of you with just the evil heretics you talk about!" /Qiongqi Road, the source of disaster, changes instantly/ "Miss Lan, Third Miss, was killed by the Ghost General!" "Didn't you say you could control it? Didn't you say it was okay?!" "Who did you kill! Do you know who you killed!" "Who can tell me what should I do?" After life, separation and death, the sound of the flute remains the same. Written on 8.17, Signed on 9.11, Reprinting and plagiarism are strictly prohibited.