The world says that I am a flower on the high mountain that cannot be tarnished, but I tear apart this disguise with my own hands.
When the entire world of cultivation discovered that the fairy they were kneeling to was kneeling at the feet of others, serving tea and pouring water——
The immortal king in white who once slaughtered the Demon Realm for me crushed the natal sword.
The Demon Lord, who always sneered at me, smashed half of the Demon Palace and asked me with red eyes:
"Now... You don't even bother to give me hatred?"
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Nice! ! Highly recommend the author's writing style!
Nice! ! Highly recommend the author's writing style!