The blood moon is in the sky, good and evil are fighting.
Xie Wujiu, the young master of Wanmoyuan, fell to Shen Yanzhi, the genius of Tianxuan Sect, at a glance - this flower of the righteous path, he was determined to do so.
He is recognized as a banished immortal in the world of immortality. He is cold, ascetic, and untainted by dust. He is a notorious devil, paranoid, crazy, and unruly.
The night we first met, he leaned into his ear and chuckled: "Yanzhi, follow me back to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, and I will cook honey-glazed roast chicken for you for the rest of your life."
Shen Yanzhi's brows were like frost: "A demonic demon is worthy of having a relationship with me?"
Xie Wujiu didn't believe in this evil.
He broke into his sect, disturbed his Taoist heart, and used his tenderness only for him to break down his defenses inch by inch.
Until the identity is exposed, good and evil confront each other.
Only then did the master, who was as cold as snow, realize that he had already been moved.
"Yanzhi, from the first moment I saw you, I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you."
Shen Yanzhi lowered his eyes and held his hand.
"Xie Wujiu, this time, it will be me walking towards you."
