[Ancient imagination + strategy system + past and present lives + Shura field + sweet torture]
I was dressed as a nine-tailed fox demon who brought disaster to the country and the people, and was bound to a bullshit system: to gain emotional energy to save my life. Seeing that my life was hanging by a thread, I rushed to the doctor because of a sudden illness and grabbed a passerby and forced me to kiss him. His eyes were red and his voice was trembling: "What a shame!" I was secretly happy that the mission was about to be completed, but the system frantically reported an error: [Warning! Kissed the wrong person! The target is his junior brother! ] And he was the Taoist monk I stabbed to death in my previous life.
