On the day that Yu Jinshu died, the red silk fabrics of the Qingxu Sect were hung high, and there was a chorus of joy. Everyone in the sect was witnessing that the junior sister and senior brother were about to become Taoist couples, and all they could say was bad luck.
The misfortune despised by everyone was crushed to death by the Demon Lord. Everyone in the world of immortality applauded and applauded, but the evildoers turned against Tiangang and sent the Demon Lord a banner to eliminate harm for the people.
Yu Jinshu, who had been pampered since she was a child, died with her eyes closed. Her life should not be like this. If she had not met those unlucky things, she would have always been the eldest lady.
Feeling that her last soul was about to dissipate, she suddenly heard an inhuman voice.
[Whether the host is willing to bind the system and start rebirth...]
[I do]
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The whole sect was in a state of prosperity, but Wen Shaoyuan only felt irritable. Sitting alone in the room, his heart was particularly uneasy today, and even the pills he usually had handy had exploded several times.
In a daze, a burning sensation spread across his skin, and the red string he had been wearing on his wrist started to burn.
Wen Shaoyuan's face suddenly turned pale, his eldest lady could not come back.
An astonishing idea flashed through his mind, and the originally dazed man became crazy, and the voice that had been with him for many years suddenly sounded.
[Is the host willing to unbind the system and give up this life...]
[I do]
Mission: Cherish the good times and create a better life together