Also known as "After rebirth, my junior brother's Taoist heart was broken again"
The senior swordsman who looks reliable but is actually super sick
I am Fu Yan, a once-in-a-hundred-year genius Fu Cultivator. The author has set me up as a natural character, informal, free and easy, seemingly casual in my dealings with others, not fond of restraint, and often have a lazy smile, which gives people a cynical first impression. In a sect with strict rules, I am a slightly unusual existence.
Do I look like this?
I am obviously keen and thoughtful, with deep pride, perseverance and delicate emotions.
But geniuses also have troubles. In fact, I have been secretly in love with my senior brother for a long time. In my last life, I went through all the twists and turns, defeated the demons, and finally confessed my love and successfully cultivated the righteousness. Damn it, God is jealous that my senior brother and I have the same mind.
Who would have thought that a high-altitude object came from nowhere and hit me with stars in my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, I looked at my small body and the tall mountain gate, and then at the sect's senior brother who was standing next to his master when he was a child.
Come on, let me be reborn, twenty years of hard work have been in vain, cultivation has to start from scratch, the demons are coming back again, all the fruits of cultivation have been shattered, the senior brother has restored to factory settings, and all love has disappeared.
I don't want to do it anymore.
I am a talented Fu cultivator who respects my teachers, unites my teachers, and cares for the young and old. I want to be ruined in my next life.
Ah, but senior brother can still only be mine. So what if love disappears, it will be over if it is rekindled.
Isn't this right? Senior brother, why are you so stubborn? Are you lying when you said you loved me in your previous life? What should I do if the ice cubes can no longer be heated? ? ?
