He is the supreme Confucian of Changliu, the number one sect in the immortal world.
She is an ordinary woman who comes from a declining noble family.
The encounter in Sansheng Pond, that moment, that glance, was destined to be missed for a lifetime.
She was originally content with her destiny and had no desires or desires. However, fate played tricks on her and she could only sink deeper and deeper into the world, unable to extricate herself.
In front of Changliu Hall, on the Zhuxian Pillar.
I can't forget the pain of the seventy-two soul-killing nails that penetrated my bones; I can't forget the despair that Zi Chen's sword edge dug into my heart; I can't forget his leaving figure when he withstood nineteen karma fires.
Abandoned by the immortal world, abandoned by the human world, lost in the six paths. But he was finally saved by the dead artifact, and was reborn as a demon king, becoming the master of the Seven Kills.
Facing him again, will all this resentment dissipate with his disappearance?
This article is sweet and highly sadistic, about the love between master and apprentice. If you mind, watch the official squirt lightly.
I am a dog from the Department of Engineering, and the time I update the article is not fixed, usually on the weekends.
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