The jealousy will surely avenge the hateful bird×green tea is mean, white and cut into black
——Is it really possible for a disciple to become a master?
Copywriting 1:
Ye Duanqiu will definitely retaliate in this life. Anyone who has a grudge will die under the Wujiu Sword.
Among them was Master Jiang Yin. The night she betrayed her master, the man who had always regarded her as nothing came after her with a sword, and was eventually pierced through the heart by the sword. He only looked at her once and said nothing again.
On the day when Qingyuntai was soaked with blood, Ye Duanqiu saw in a trance all the immortal sects cheering and celebrating the execution of the devil. Unwilling to end here, she tried her best to reverse time and space, but returned to two hundred years before she was born.
She is no longer the orphan duckweed who went up the mountain alone covered in blood to become a disciple, nor is she the Lord of the Night who can be killed by everyone. A fragile girl with low cultivation level was sitting in the house, and young Jiang Yin just knocked on the door.
She became his senior sister.
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Copywriting 2:
Ye Duanqiu had been Jiang Yin's apprentice for ten years and hated him for ten years.
Hated that he always had a cold gaze, hated that he always treated her like nothing, like a ball of air.
Therefore, after being reborn as his senior sister, the first thing she did was to show off the young version of her master.
But when she followed the trail to the back mountain, what she saw was Jiang Yin being bullied and looking pitiful.
Fifteen-year-old Jiang Yin was thin and allowed to be bullied. Ye Duanqiu couldn't help but feel pity when he recalled his poor boyhood.
In order to prevent the beautiful young man in front of me from growing up to be such a heartless iceberg in the future, I made an important decision:
She must try her best to treat him well and strive to develop him into a kind and good master, which will benefit her future self!
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After hundreds of years of circulation, the souls and souls have disappeared, only love and hate cannot be changed.
The heroine has always been the same person.
Motto: Don't succumb to fate
