Shen Fuling was picked up by Demon Lord.
When I picked it up, it was skinny and dirty, like an unwanted wild cat on the roadside.
Demon Lord Rong Jin threw her into the depths of the Nine Netherworld and threw away this tattered skill: "Practice. If you can't practice it, you'll be hungry."
She was illiterate and timidly asked what the word was.
Rong Jin taught him the lesson patiently. She forgot again.
Rong Jin's face was expressionless: "... Are you a pig?"
Shen Fuling's eyes turned red. He paused and changed his words without expression: "I am a pig. Teach me again."
Later, when Shen Fuling grew up, she became tall and graceful, and her magic skills were so good that the evil energy of Jiuyou would avoid her when they saw her.
The Immortal Sect said she was an ominous person and wanted to take her back to refine a magic weapon.
Rong Jin dragged his body, which was locked by the black iron chain, out of the depths of the Nine Netherworld and stood in front of her.
He looked back at her and said in a calm tone: "What are you doing standing around? Go home and cook."
Later, the seal was broken, and Rong Jin returned to the cultivation level of his heyday.
The three realms are trembling, thinking that the world-destroying demon is about to go on a killing spree.
As a result, the first thing he did was to block Shen Fuling in the corner and said in a low voice:
"I heard that you said seven sentences to a male cultivator at the Immortal Sect?"
Shen Fuling blinked, stood on tiptoes and kissed him.
Rong Jin was silent for three seconds, turned around and left with no expression on his face.
The tips of the ears are red.
Shen Fuling always thought that she was lucky enough to be picked up by the Demon Lord.
It wasn't until much later that she learned—
The Emperor of Heaven fell thousands of years ago, and the last ray of good thoughts drifted into the world.
He searched for ten thousand years.
Intention: Even after thousands of years of loneliness and betrayal, sincerity and redemption will eventually meet again.