On our wedding night, my fiancée Su Qingyue nailed me with bone-eroding nails.
In the marriage bed.
"Your useless spiritual root can help me break through the golden elixir. It's yours."
Good fortune. "
She stripped off my low-grade spiritual roots in public, and the family elders were cold
Watch from the sidelines.
"A man who is worse than a dog is worthy of being my husband?"
I laughed and vomited blood: "Remember to clear the list of betrothal gifts.
Including the pair of mandarin duck pillows. "
When I was thrown into the cold pool to die, I touched the ancient stone
Monument.
The immortal body feeds on all the tribulations in the world.
Three years later, in the sect competition, Su Qingyue pointed at the top spot: "Who
Dare to compete with the peak of Jindan?
I crushed the ring with my foot: "What a coincidence, I specialize in golden elixirs. "
She looked at the familiar name on the inscription and screamed: "No
Yes! I peeled off your spiritual roots with my own hands! "
