The year my parents died in the Battle of Chiyuan, everyone said they were heroes.
Only I know - they were stabbed in the back.
Master Gu Changying said, if you want to take revenge, don't stay in heaven.
So I hid my two spiritual roots, and as a loser, I got into the Xuan Shuang Sect, the most inconspicuous group in the lower world.
I thought I would walk this bloody road alone. As a result, on the first day, I met a silly girl who had been struck by lightning.
Her name is Shen Zhi.
She squatted under the tree and ate wild fruits. The first thing she said when she saw me was: "Do you want to eat too?"
Later she became my senior sister.
Later, the whole heaven knew that the two crazy women who came up from the lower realm burned down the Taixu Palace and the other blew up the Emperor's Royal Garden.
They said I was the orphan of the God of War.
They said she was a monster who crawled out of a thunderstorm.
They don't know that she once cried with me in the Nine Nether Fantasy Realm, blocked Chi Yuan's sword for me in the Ancient Forbidden Zone, and almost blew up her own thunder spirit root in the Duantian Abyss - just so that I could live one more breath.
On the final battlefield, I beheaded Yin Jiuhe in front of Di Zhao.
The gods and Buddhas in the sky were as silent as cicadas, asking me what kind of reward I wanted.
I turned around and looked at the gray-faced senior sister next to me who was stuffing roasted sweet potatoes into her mouth.
"No more rewards."
"My senior sister and I are going home to farm."
The master stood on the jade steps of the Changying Temple, his face frozen for thousands of years, and the corners of his mouth curved.
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[Double heroines·Beautiful, strong and miserable·Mutual redemption·From dust to the throne and back to dust]
