Qu Ning is a spiritual stone. In order to survive the nine tribulations and become an immortal, she needs to be reincarnated nine times.
However, there are different guys getting involved in each life. For the sake of his great monastic career, Qu Ning has to polish his acting skills to perfection, coaxing the other party to believe it for a moment, then turn around and die without hesitation.
In the eighth life, Qu Ning took the tragic script of a beautiful woman who was exploited to death. She carefully maintained her character, waiting for an early death and early reincarnation.
No, why is this black dragon so similar to the ones I met in previous lives?
Qu Ning decisively decided to run away.
However, as soon as she turned around and planned to find a feng shui treasured spot to kill herself, a snake appeared next to her and hissed at the snake.
"It's me."
Qu Ning passed by a mass grave, and a skeleton stood up from the coffin. He smiled at her, and his white mandible clicked.
"It's me."
Qu Ning picked up an egg of unknown origin and was ready to light a fire to bake an egg. Unexpectedly, one of them caught fire, the eggshell cracked open, and a baby dragon head emerged, flicking its tail at her.
"It's still me."
Hearing that a certain immortal sect had a proud man who became a demon and brought disaster to the world, Qu Ning curiously went over to watch the fun. When he saw the familiar look in his eyes, she put her sword on the man's neck before he could speak.
"Why is it you again!"
Qu Ning has worn countless skins, acted in countless plays, and seen countless joys and sorrows in the world. When she has nothing to do, she always likes to carry a jar of wine, find a remote and quiet river, sit on the edge and wait quietly for a while.
Until one day.
Someone hugged Qu Ning tenderly from behind, and a ghostly and obsessed face was reflected in the water.
If I remember correctly, the owner of this face was completely killed by Qu Ning's sword a few days ago.
Her whole body trembled slightly, and the wine jar dropped to the ground. The aroma of wine filled the air, and she felt cold fingers like corpses gently holding her neck.
The man leaned against her ear and asked softly.
"Aning, why don't you look at me?"
The beautiful, strong and miserable liar heroine who is determined to take revenge, and the paranoid, sinister and evil male protagonist who will do whatever it takes.
The evil man is affectionate, but the liar is sincere.
Purpose: Treat people sincerely