[Big heroine+Shuangwen+Group portrait+Double strong+He]
The arrival of a coffin falling from the sky broke the tranquility of Tianyuan Sect, and!
The coffin lid was knocked from the inside...
Elders: (with a look of astonishment) Wow! Fake corpse! Protect our disciple!
Disciples: (Excited and excited) Whose good sect grows vegetables and raises pigs every day? Today I can finally move around. What the hell!
The coffin lid was lifted, and the sleeping girl slowly opened her eyes, showing a harmless smile: Hello, everyone.
Disciples: Danger!
Not long after, Yin Heng, a well-known swordsman in the world of cultivation and the leader of the Tianyuan Sect, announced in front of others that he had accepted a disciple.
God! This ancestor who has not left the mountain for thousands of years has accepted a disciple? This is much more exciting than a sow climbing a tree!
Later, the entire cultivation world clearly realized what it meant: the great ancestor brought out a small ancestor
The person involved, Zhuang Mowan: Hold onto Master's thighs tightly, bend them to pieces, lie down flat
In fact, she led her disciples to pull the Immortal Lord's beard and stab the Demon Lord in his lair. Someone complained to Yin Heng, and the other party responded with a contemptuous smile: "I'm used to it. Why? If you don't accept it, come and beat me!"
Zhuang Mowan: I just like to see you hate me so much that you can't get rid of me.
What to do if an enemy invades? What should I do if I'm beaten into the ground and bullied by my foreign sect? Hammered into the soil, what should I do if Master is a scoundrel? Hammer... Let's forget it if the hammer can't go in for the time being, but why do even the gods from the God Realm often run to her!
Zhuang Mowan: It's annoying, but it feels good to be protected by a boss! Huh?
Little did they know, from the moment she woke up, the tip of the iceberg was exposed in this chess game that lasted for thousands of years.
