Wu Heng, a generation of evil cultivators, fell and died under the sword of his old enemy Rong Jin. He was completely shattered into pieces.
Once she was reborn, not only did she lose all her cultivation, but she also harbored a silly and sweet love in her head.
Love brain wants to find a lover, Wuheng wants to avenge blood, the two make up their minds to sneak into Tianji Sect, but unexpectedly become a low-level servant.
There were rumors among the people that her master had lost all his cultivation, was terminally ill, and was a crazy, violent and useless person.
Wu Heng opened the curtain and took a look, feeling happy.
Isn't this Rong Jin, the archenemy who killed her with his own hands back then?
She curled her lips: "You also have today."
She originally wanted to watch him die in the abyss, but this useless man was so unsatisfactory that she encountered obstacles in her search for him and was despised by other disciples.
Wu Heng hates the fact that iron cannot become steel: there is no need to rush for revenge, first lift this piece of mud. When he reaches the top again, I will stab him through the heart with my own hands, so as to relieve his anger.
But as I continued to hold on, something wasn't quite right.
Late at night, Wuheng held the poison-quenching medicine bowl and coaxed softly: "Sir, it's time to drink the medicine."
As long as he drinks it all, she will be able to retreat.
But the next second, the slender, cold hand firmly grasped her wrist and pressed her to the edge of the couch.
Rong Jin placed the sword across his neck, his eyes were scarlet and his voice was hoarse:
"Kill me once and look at me too, okay?"
Reading Guide
Cool, poisonous tongue, max-level boss × paranoid, broken, white-cut, black enemy
Intention: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately