Coming back after rebirth is not to cleanse yourself, but to live for yourself.
She was once the leader of the Blood Lotus Sect, and climbed to the top by stepping on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. In the end, she discovered that she was just a disposable chess piece in the "Tianwaitian" chess game, and died in a well-planned righteous encirclement and suppression.
When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day when I was forced to prove my "loyalty" and my hands were stained with innocent blood. This time, when she looked at the girl in the mirror who was full of hatred and pushing herself into the abyss step by step, she just felt ridiculous.
Then it was completely "broken".
Fighting within the church? You fight, I drink tea. Righteous crusade? You scold me while I listen to music. Until he met Xie Mo, the bastard who was pushed out to revive the dilapidated immortal sect.
He was from a decent family, but there was a shadow in his eyes that she was familiar with.
One night, she discovered his murderous side in the deserted valley - the sword was an upright move, but the blood was full of bone-eroding poison. When he raised his eyes, the murderous intent in his eyes was like an ice-hardened knife, pointing directly at the Blood Lotus Pendant at her waist. How interesting.
Later, when she killed someone, he silently helped her finish it off. She was in danger, and he dragged his seriously injured body to carry her into a sea of blood. She taunted the world, "This leader never cleans up his innocence." He just brushed off the fallen leaves on her shoulders and said, "White out? Do they deserve it?"
[This is a story of two "villains" picking off each other, feeding each other, and finally joining forces to overturn the entire hypocritical world.
Intention: I once lived for hatred and became a demon for obsession. This time, I want to live again for a gust of wind, a jar of wine, and him.