Also known as "What is it like for a max-level boss to return to Novice Village?" And "My apparent enemy actually has a crush on me."
Xun Zhi said she couldn't hold a sword, but Shang Jue believed her.
Shang Jue said that he could not play the piano, and Xun Zhi believed him.
Upstairs on the Guanhuo Tower, the two held hands and talked.
Xun Zhi used her drunkenness to test and said, "If a certain person is the Fantasy Princess in the portrait of the Palace of Sacrifice, then the young master is the Nightmare Lord who walks alone in the world incognito."
Her neck is only a short distance away. If he becomes angry because of this...
Shang Jue blinked when he heard the sound and said nothing.
Unfortunately, he really is.
He saw that although she was drunk, her eyes were as clear as before and her expression was as calm as ever. He thought she had never been drunk.
Their eyes met, tacit understanding.
He smiled, raised his sleeves to refill her drink, and said cleverly, "Girl, be careful what you say and do."
Fan Ji and Nightmare Lord, the former cultivates immortality and the latter cultivates demons, are destined to be mortal enemies.
Since Shang Jue took over the position of Lord Nightmare, he has been thinking about how to bring down Fan Ji.
But every time he thought about the name Fan Ji, he couldn't help but think of that time when they met under the moon:
At that time, he was ordered to come here to exterminate the rebels, but unexpectedly, Huojun played music, causing the former tribesmen to fall into a state of killing each other.
Shang Jue couldn't bear to see this miserable situation, but he was too weak to do anything.
The breeze comes slowly, and the bright moon slowly appears.
Shang Jue looked up and saw the woman sitting in the moon carriage sticking her hand out of the gauze curtain and gesturing to him.
A piano and a sword echoed from afar, and in just a moment, the long-standing stalemate had eased.
Since Xun Zhi escaped from the world, she has seen herself in her dreams from time to time, kowtowing to the Three Emperors.
"My wish for the coming year is to kill the devil."
"If your wish comes true, this feeling will be remembered forever."
The wish is in the heart, in thinking, but not in words.
I hope Shen Nong Shen can forgive her for not speaking sincerely.
Purpose: All living beings are equal