The leader of the immortal sect
Core Settings
· Protagonist: The leader of Guangfeng Jiyue Xianmen
· Status: After fighting for thousands of years, both sides suffered losses. They were accidentally forced to be bound by a mysterious force as a [Quick Travel Partner], sharing perception and even life.
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Xie Qingxian, the leader of the Immortal Path, and Lin Jin, the Demon Lord, have been fighting for thousands of years and are known to be mortal enemies in the entire cultivation world.
Until an accident caused them to be forcibly bound and thrown into the fast-travel bureau.
The system coldly announced: [Mission failed, both of them were wiped out.
· In the doomsday wasteland, Lin Jin's "hand slip" pushed Xie Qingxian into the zombie wave.
· In the interstellar battlefield, Xie Qingxian "accidentally" overloaded the energy of Lin Jin's mecha.
They think about it every day: How can they kill each other gracefully and let themselves survive?
Until in a small ancient world of cultivation, the mastermind behind the scenes aimed his sword at the two of them at the same time.
When the sword struck, Lin Jin subconsciously guarded Xie Qingxian behind her.
The sharp blade penetrated the magic core, and he coughed blood and cursed with a smile: "... If you dare to die, I will betray you right now and let you die in peace."
It was at that moment that the system alarm sounded sadly:
Warning! Emotional link overload detected——]
[Current binding level: life and death.
World Line Preview
1. The Doomsday Wasteland Chapter: He led away the Corpse King and left me the last piece of pure land.
2. Interstellar War Chapter: I piloted a broken mecha and crashed into the enemy ship's gunfire for him.
3. Ancient Cultivation Chapter: We both went back to familiarize ourselves with the battlefield. This time our swords pointed in the same direction.
4. Infinite Flow Thriller: In front of the ghosts, we are back to back and become each other's only rule.
One sentence detonates
We have fought for thousands of years and watched each other for thousands of years. It wasn't until the system forced us to travel together in all realms that we realized—it turned out that the person who wanted him to die the most was me, and the person who was most afraid of his death was me.
Intention: face ashen
