Evil Fox: Master Gao Leng's Character Has Collapsed.

[Romance/double strong/man chasing woman/contrast cuteness/1v1/year up/master and apprentice/two-way redemption/high mountain flower falls to the altar/high sugar and high teasing] The cool and sultry contrast between the male protagonist who is the God of War and the female protagonist who is smart, growing and enterprising Bearing a blood feud, Bai Sheng joined Kunlun and became the youngest and only female disciple of Xuan Lin, the peak of combat power in the Three Realms. The master was powerful and strict, like the snow that never melted on the top of Kunlun Mountains, but he was extremely patient when teaching her. She only thought that she had a deep gratitude to her teacher, devoted herself to training, and was devoted to revenge. Until she went down to earth to survive the tribulation, drinking and chatting with her friends. That night, Xuan Lin was trapped deep in the clouds. The ends of his eyes were red, and the nine snow tails carefully wrapped around her wrist, and the tips of his ears trembled slightly. "What is your... Relationship with him?" Later, the prince of the heavenly clan and the young master of the demon world wanted to marry her. That night, she was taken almost hastily back to Liuyun Palace, the highest point in Kunlun. The God of War, who once leveled the devil's abyss with one sword and made all the gods and demons bow their heads, now trapped her between his arms and the cloud couch. There was a deep lust that she couldn't understand in her usually cold eyes, and the ends of her eyes were stained red. Even her clear voice was filled with suppressed trembling: "You promised... You will stay with me as your master for the rest of your life..." She was speechless. But he had lowered his clear eyebrows, and with an almost humble flattery, he put his cool lips on her palm. The nine snow-white fluffy tails behind him wrapped around her carefully but stubbornly, gently rubbing against her wrist. "Shengsheng..." He called her, the tips of his ears trembling helplessly in the inky hair, revealing the most primitive desire and uneasiness after the god's passion.