Locked up with Old Enemy Brother

[Tsundere green tea cold-faced cute flower demon junior sister × perverse and sultry white-cut black swordsman monk] Tang Xian's greatest wish in this life is to drag Taiyou Sword Master down from the altar. To put it bluntly, I want to sleep with him. Demons and monks are natural enemies. When Tang Xian was the demon master, the Qingfengmingyue Sword Lord always liked to go against her. She was so angry that she wanted to win and lose, and this was the only thought in her mind. It's a pity that he didn't climb up the bed, but climbed into the coffin first. Tang Xian died, and she believed that Xie Yanshu had killed him. When she opened her eyes again, she went back two hundred years ago and became the young sword master's junior sister. The junior sister is a waste. The sword cannot be drawn, the elixir cannot be refined, and even the spiritual rice distributed by the sect is wasted three bowls more than others. Tang Xianle was like a rice bug, sharpening his sword secretly, and decided to eradicate the root cause and wipe out his whole family. Before destroying her family, she must first fulfill her last wish in her previous life. That night, Tang Xian put his knife to Xie Yanshu's neck: "Sleep with me, or I'll kill you." The young man leaned lazily on the bedside, staring down at the little junior sister sitting on him, and suddenly smiled: "Okay." Who would have thought that the sword master who would be admired by thousands of people in the future would turn out to be a bad-tempered and romantic retard when he was young. It is said that Xie Yanshu has more than 300 Taoist companions, and they are not the same throughout the year. She was unlucky, she couldn't sleep, but she accidentally touched the spell left by one of his former Taoist companions, and the two were bound on the spot, and they would live and die together. Tang Xian took the knife back expressionlessly. Xie Yanshu took off his robe halfway and looked at her with interest: "Are you still sleeping?" "... Shut up." ＊ Xie Yanshu was born into a family of monster hunters. He was a proud son of heaven with extraordinary talents. But he despicably fell in love with a Tanghua demon. The flower demon pretends to be a junior sister. She looks fierce on weekdays, but she is actually very fierce. She liked to boss him around from a high position, and would squeeze out a few tears when she was wronged, calling him "senior brother" pitifully. As the only person who knew her identity, Xie Yanshu enjoyed it and was willing to act with her. ＊ On the day when the demon army invaded the country, everyone in the sect was as dead as ashes, and the head of the clan even started writing suicide notes. Tang Xian sighed and walked to the front of the formation. The Demon King on the other side froze, his voice trembling: "... Boss?" Quanzong:? ? ? Tang Xian's expression remained unchanged: "You have recognized the wrong person." Demon King: "..." Xie Yanshu stood behind her, with that cynical smile still on his face. When Tang Xian was thinking about which eye should shed tears first so as not to make him suspicious, Xie Yanshu's voice, neither high nor low, could be heard behind his ears. "I knew it." "My junior sister is not a waste." ＊ When Tang Xian began to care about Xie Yanshu and his three hundred former Taoist companions, he felt that he was crazy. She doesn't believe in evil and blames everything on her desire to win. So he pulled Xie Yanshu to indulge in lust. Still didn't win, but failed myself. Later, when disaster struck, Tang Xian sacrificed his body to the sword, used the demon pill to break the life-and-death contract, and helped him become a sword master. In order to save her, Xie Yanshu crushed her bones and blood and did not hesitate to induce a curse to save her from reincarnation. Two hundred years later, Tang Xian reshaped his soul, and thousands of flowers bloomed in the world. Xie Yanshu was very satisfied watching her grow up day by day and return to the appearance in his memory. But she seems not to remember what happened in the past. When I saw Tang Xian again, she was already the demon master. She broke into the Sword Sect alone, her eyes clean and arrogant: "Let's have a fight. If you lose, you can practice with me." Xie Yanshu remained silent, decisively threw away his sword, and surrendered: "You win." Reading guide: 1. Pure love 1v1, He. 2. The three hundred Taoist monks are a rumor, and the male protagonist keeps himself clean. 3. The heroine is the same person before and after her rebirth, and there is no soul-traveling setting. 4. Private facilities like mountains. 5. Similar to the Mobius closed-loop timeline. 6. Save on 5/14. Intention: Break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, born towards the sun