Shen Qinghuan is a little liar who makes a living by deceiving and kidnapping. His greatest skill is to trick the dead into living and the living into death. That day in the wind and snow at the edge of the Demonic Abyss, she picked up a dying man - to be precise, she took a fancy to the valuable jade around his waist.
The man said: I have lost my memory, please take me in.
Shen Qinghuan smiled and took out the deed of betrayal: Call the master and give you a bite of food.
She didn't know that the man who called her "Master" with a low eyebrow was Xie Yungui, the young master of the No. 1 Immortal Sect Qingyun Que. On the night when his family was exterminated, he was poisoned by the Nine Netherworlds, his cultivation was completely gone, and he crawled out of the sea of blood from the mountain of corpses like a wild dog. He needs a hiding place, and she - a little liar who is pregnant with the blood of the ancient mythical beast Philip without knowing it - is his only antidote.
One is for wealth, the other is for fate. Everyone has their own secrets, and they hit it off immediately.
But later, he blocked the knife for her, exposed her identity, burned all his cultivation on the Soul-Desolating Cliff, and his life hung by a thread. She used the power of her blood for him for the first time, giving him half her life in exchange for a glimmer of hope.
Later, when everything settled, it was time for him to go back and be his young master.
Shen Qinghuan slapped the contract of sale on the table: "The contract has expired, you can leave."
Xie Yungui looked at the piece of paper for a long time, then put it in his arms.
"Renew the contract. Ten thousand years."
"Are you crazy? I don't have money to pay you."
"Then I'll stick with you."
