After being reborn, Wen Xu found himself held in someone's arms.
No, pinned down on a bed.
He looked down. His clothes were disheveled, and there were teeth marks on his collarbone.
It was the work of the Demon Lord who had offered a reward of countless spirit stones and sworn to grind his soul to dust.
In his previous life, he was a divine lord who sacrificed himself for all living beings. Before his soul scattered, he said the cruelest words only to the fire lotus he had raised himself.
Later, the fire lotus fell into demonic ways, burned through the Three Realms, and searched all of the Nine Heavens and the Ten Lands for even a wisp of his remnant soul.
Everyone in the Three Realms said the Demon Lord hated him to the bone.
But now, Yin Zhaolin gripped his wrist and pinned him to the bed, his eyes filled with madness. "Wen Xu, you actually dared to come back."
Wen Xu had lost all his memories. His throat was dry and his back turned cold. He gave an awkward laugh. "Sorry to interrupt, but... do we know each other?"
Yin Zhaolin leaned down, his lips against Wen Xu's earlobe, and chuckled. "Wen Xu, you taught me that debts must be repaid."
"You ran too fast in your last life. This time, we'll settle things slowly."
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