I became cannon fodder in a fairy tale, and the system asked me to follow the plot.
I waved my hand: "The plot is not as good as sleeping."
So, while the original heroine was practicing swordsmanship hard, I was basking in the sun; while she was exploring the secret realm, I was reading the storybook.
Until the day when the family was destroyed, the demon king came and pointed his sword at my master's throat.
All the disciples of the sect are bathed in blood, and no one can stop them.
I sighed, put down the half-eaten melon seeds, and slowly stood up under the desperate eyes of everyone.
"Um... Excuse me."
I took out the crumpled talisman paper under the pillow and yawned.
"Can you wait until I open the heavenly gate first, and then kill you?"
The next moment, the nine heavens thundered, and thousands of swords roared together.
Behind him, Senior Brother Shen Qingci chuckled: "... Can't you pretend anymore?"
I turned around, looked at him, and smiled.
"Well, because I suddenly discovered it."
"This shabby sect, this miserable fellow sect..."
"I'm quite reluctant to part with it."
