On how a lovesick master goads his secret guard into taking him down.
After disaster strikes, a carefree young master is hunted down and forced to flee. He even loses his secret guard along the way. At last, he realizes how dangerous the world can be and grows ever more sinister, eventually becoming a great demon who kills without batting an eye... But that's all just a front. Deep down, the young master is still very kind, especially when he meets a certain someone.
The martial world is thrown into turmoil. Monsters swarm beneath Fushang Cliff, a goofy Taoist priest shows up to tag along again, and the Demon Cult leader conceals a dark scheme. Is he human? A monster? A monster in human form?
Cold secret guard gong, lovesick pavilion master shou.
(Okay, the plot isn't actually that goofy. Feng Ziyu is being perfectly serious here.)
Theme:
When I saw the leader Xi Mo, I really wanted to know his story, but unfortunately I couldn't find it. Maybe the author didn't write it.
Love it!!! What?
Come on, looking forward to your new work
"Practice your calligraphy well, otherwise you won't be able to get around in the world." . . . Master, you are confused. Practicing calligraphy has nothing to do with wandering around in the world. Speaking of my dear author, your articles are very short. Fortunately, I read them today, otherwise I wouldn't have known they were finished.
By the way, Xi Mo is unfathomable. A small punishment drove the leader crazy. This small punishment was too severe -_-|||, the leader is so pitiful. Don't offend Xi Mo if you offend anyone.
Is it really a dream? Which one is a dream? Depressed
Feng looked at Ji Minanchou, and although he was a little worried about his injury, seeing the power of this palm shattering the table, it was not serious. . . Ji Minqiu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his leg injury seemed to be healed. . . . They obviously care about each other. . . So what kind of soul is under this mask, or in the body? . . Soul?
Feng looked at Ji Minanchou, and although he was a little worried about his injury, seeing the power of this palm shattering the table, it was not serious. . . Ji Minqiu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his leg injury seemed to be healed. . . . They obviously care about each other. . . So what kind of soul is under this mask, or in the body? . . Soul?
Ji Minchou finished explaining the matter, but did not bring anyone with him, so he went to Tianshan Mountain alone. He didn't know whether he was too conceited, too casual, or simply out of love. . . . . . Sure enough, the leader is said to be pessimistic; he who loves first loses first
Ji Minchou finished explaining the matter, but did not bring anyone with him, so he went to Tianshan Mountain alone. He didn't know whether he was too conceited, too casual, or simply out of love. . . . . . Sure enough, the leader is said to be pessimistic; he who loves first loses first