[The Cold Ascetic Fairy Attack × The Unruly Demonic Sufferer]
Xie Qingxuan, the leader of the Immortal Sect, was brilliant and upright, but he was bound to the casual cultivator Yun Jin who smiled heartlessly by a strange "same fate contract".
Haunted by demonic energy? Connected by fate? Xie Qingxuan just wants to break the contract, eliminate demons, and abide by the fairy rules.
However, Yun Jin insists on disturbing this pool of ice water, stirring up the ten thousand years of frost, and repeatedly jumping on the edge of the fairy sect's rules.
However, when the bloodline of the ancient demon lord dormant in Yun Jin's body was exploited by someone with ulterior motives, and the heinous crime of blood sacrifice of millions of creatures was framed on him, the so-called leader of the righteous path actually forced Xie Qingxuan to kill the one he loved with his own hands to prove his innocence.
Is it to protect the sect's legacy that has been passed down for thousands of years? Or protect the "devil" that has long been engraved in your heart and soul?
"Live and die together?" Looking at Yun Jin who threw herself into a trap to protect him and was on the verge of demonization, Xie Qingxuan stroked the blood-stained contract mark, "This heaven is unfair, this immortal path is false... It's okay if you don't abide by it!"
Small theater:
Yun Jin twisted a piece of fallen flowers that had just brushed by Xie Qingxuan's ear with his fingertips, and tucked his broken hair behind his ear, smiling cynically: "Xie Xianzun, your fairy world's rules are smelly and long, aren't they boring?"
Xie Qingxuan did not squint, but said coldly: "Let go."
"So what if I don't let go?" Yun Jin came closer, his warm breath almost touching the other person's cold lips.
"We are connected by fate. Are you willing to kill me?"
Before he finished speaking, Xie Qingxuan grabbed his wrist with his backhand. As his spiritual power surged, Yun Jin was pushed against the tree, causing flowers to fall.
Their eyes met and their breaths intertwined. Xie Qingxuan's eyes were bottomless, but his voice was a little hoarse: "No matter how presumptuous you are, I don't mind letting you understand why life is worse than death."
Yun Jin looked at his thin lips that were so close, her breathing was slightly disordered, and her smile became more evil: "Oh? That Immortal Lord... You have to be gentle."
The copy was left on July 16, 2025. If you steal the joke, you will cry.
Purpose: Break prejudice and resist injustice