Most of my life has been very difficult.
When I was a child, I didn't know my parents, so I asked a blind old monk to take care of me. Although the old monk was fasting and chanting Buddha's name, he was not very kind. He usually made sarcastic remarks and frequently beat and scolded him. He never showed any tenderness. However, at least he allowed Huo Jiuyuan to eat and not starve to death.
Before the monk died, he tortured him again, pulling at the corners of his clothes, with mucus flowing from his nose, and crying bitterly, saying: "If it weren't for him, you should have parents who love you. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be reduced to this."
After saying that, I will die with my eyes closed.
The enemy's name was not mentioned, leaving Huo Jiuyuan with nowhere to put his anger.
I wasted two years in the world, and came to the Qingshan sect to work as a handyman in order to find a way out.
By chance, he rescued Yan Fengxi and became his junior brother, leading to a life as sweet as honey.
But the bitter hatred in his heart was not over, and unspeakable desires arose again. The proud man of heaven went crazy and fell into the devil's way.
I thought we would never see each other again.
But I still found this person.
The former noble son of the Immortal Sect now looks like a swindling Taoist priest.
"Yan Fengxi, you shouldn't be like this."
Concept: Everyone has their own attitude towards life