Yitian: I Became Song Qingshu and Stopped Licking

I woke up lying on the table, with Zhou Zhiruo lying next to me. The memory of being kicked out of Wudang and dying of madness in his previous life is still tumbling in his mind. I wiped off the cold sweat - I won't lick it this time, I will hide the Yitian Sword first, and then find a reason to run down the mountain.