Ran Deng is dead.
The demons are in dire straits, and the eldest brother is exhausted with one enemy against ten thousand.
A witch took advantage of the situation and pretended to be a fellow practitioner to sneak in. The senior brother was unprepared and almost fell into the trap.
She stood in front of him and took the fatal blow for him.
The eldest brother is her fiancé, the favored son of heaven, the number one in the immortal sect.
Even though he didn't like her, a cowardly, clumsy, slow and worldly fiancée, he never treated her harshly and was always kind to her.
Even if it wasn't for her love for him, just because he was the hope of salvation, she would be willing to die on his behalf.
The day he died was the first time Ran Deng saw his senior brother in a panic.
She heard him swear that he would save her, but people cannot be resurrected. How could there be such a miracle in this world?
Unexpectedly, she actually came back to life.
Senior brother traveled over mountains and ridges for her and me, and spent half of his life searching for the elixir that could change our lives.
Just...
Just——
He traveled hard all the way, and there was always another person by his side.
For eternity, they knew each other and stayed together, but because of her existence, they couldn't be together.
Ran Deng woke up and looked at this pair of beautiful people who were praised by everyone. Everyone made her satisfied and fulfilled them.
The engagement back then was just a forced one, a life for a life. The eldest brother didn't owe her any more, and she shouldn't be trapped in it.
It doesn't mean that others must love you just because you died for others.
She thought this was correct.
It's just that anyone can do it, but it can't be the person in front of me.
Ran Deng died at the hands of the demons and gained the bone-gazing eye. He could tell at a glance that she was a demon and the person who killed her that day.
She killed her and now she wants to take away her husband. There is no such reason in the world.
Ran Deng was silent for a long time, looked at his senior brother, and said word by word: "Lan Zhuxue, even if you are a puddle of mud, you can only be stepped on by me. I don't want and can't be picked up by others, and I won't even think about it in my life."
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