My Male Partner and I Were Both Big Guys [Chuishu]

Daily sweet text Once upon a time, Ruan Wenyuan's life was simple and happy. He only had to study poisonous elixirs with a weird smile in Yaowang Valley. After a few hundred years, he would take the results to Qingcheng Mountain to challenge Peng Jiangcheng, the leader of the Sword Cultivator Alliance. He would vomit blood and return home. He would continue to study poisonous elixirs with a weird smile. He would challenge again a few hundred years later, and then vomit blood and return home. Until Peng Jiangcheng transcended the tribulation and ascended... Failed. Ruan Wenyuan cried for three days and three nights, feeling that his whole life had lost its meaning. If he can't poison the best swordsman in the world to prove that the poisonous cultivator is the strongest, what's the point of his life? Ruan Wenyuan drank the last bottle of poison specially made for Peng Jiangcheng and died. When Ruan Wenyuan opened his eyes again, Peng Jiangcheng's icy dead face with many scars was poked in front of his bed. Ruan Wenyuan hugged his arm and burst into tears: "How can you break my promise?!" Peng Jiangcheng was stunned for a moment, and Ruan Wenyuan smiled as if his thousand-year-old ice face was melting. His smile was a bit philistine and a bit flattering: "Yes, yes, I came late. It's my fault that I made Master Ruan angry." Ruan Wenyuan forgot to cry on the spot. Then, she cried even louder. He almost knelt on the bed and grabbed the pillow with his head, hammering the bed with his fist while crying and shouting: "Peng Xiurui! You bastard! How did you become like this! How can you deserve to be killed by me? After all, my murderous intention was wrongly paid! " Probably someone from the entertainment industry wearing a book. Ps: Peng Jiangcheng, courtesy name Xiurui. (The copy may be slightly revised) Concept: sand sculpture