Story introduction
Yun Zhao, the junior master uncle of Tianyan Sect, is the favorite of the sect.
But no one knows what she did during those days when she slipped down the mountain for fun——
She was once a courtesan from the south of the Yangtze River who threw herself into the river for love, causing Leng Ao swordsman to search for her corpse, almost going crazy;
He was also a wheelchair-bound strategist who made perfect plans at the border. He made an agreement with the young general to watch the country together, but he "died" in the flames of war;
It was the kind and silent doctor in the epidemic area who made the world-weary poisonous genius understand for the first time what loss is.
Until one day,
The men who had been crazy about her, crazy about her, and turned into demons because of her, all gathered around the gate of Tianyan Sect.
The swordsman's sword, the general's soldiers, the poison master's medicine, the young master's wealth, the prince's cavalry... They only seek the truth.
In the morning light, Yun Zhao walked down the thousand stone steps dressed in white, with cinnabar at the end of his eyes like blood, and smiled at everyone:
"Everyone, at the grave of each of my vests... Are you still crying happily?"
Good-looking, good-looking, good-looking, good-looking