Chen San is the most unstable factor in the world of cultivation. This person is both good and evil. Today he can conquer the Immortal Sect, and tomorrow he can destroy all the demon clan. His enemies are spread all over the three realms, and those who hate him can range from the sea to the ninth heaven.
Qiu Wei, a powerful person who lives in seclusion in the invisible sea all year round and makes the world worship him. He has a gentle temperament and treats others like the spring breeze blowing on his face. Those who want to have a relationship with him can also be sent from the invisible sea to the ninth heaven.
Just like this, two people who seemed impossible to fight with each other, their names actually appeared together on the Sansheng Stone!
Everyone came to congratulate
When they reached the top of the mountain where the sea was invisible, they saw two people in the air facing each other with swords and spells.
Everyone: "... Wait a minute, aren't you fellow Taoists?!"
Chen San slashed with his sword, his face full of disgust: "Who wants to become a Taoist partner with you, disgusting."
Qiu Wei waved his sleeves to block the aftermath: "It's your enemy who stole our hair and put a love spell on it."
Chen San's face became a little ugly: "When the poison is removed, let's go to the sky and go to one side."
Qiu Wei: "You can't get what you want"
On the way to find the antidote, the enemies that Chen San had provoked in his early years appeared one after another, and they used various poison formations and traps to surround and kill him.
At first, Chen San wanted to save face and said very harshly: "Don't move, I will do it myself."
Qiu Weizhen stood by and watched him jump up and down, fighting in the east and west.
Until one day, Chen San was surrounded like an iron barrel by a group of people using three layers of magic weapons inside and outside. His hands were sore from beating him, and he finally couldn't hold himself any longer and howled casually:
"Qiu Wei - if you don't take action, do you want to become a widow?!"
The words just fell, less than ten breaths away.
The people who besieged him didn't even have time to scream, and the place was completely destroyed.
Qiu Wei patted his sleeves: "Don't get me wrong, I just think the title of widow is not nice."
Intention: Reject internal friction
