Xuanheng devoted himself to cultivation for five hundred years without any distractions.
Once he fell into the mortal world, he attracted the powerful and domineering Demon Lord, who broke into Xuanheng's path without any refusal.
Xuan Heng sighed softly
"Those who have different paths should not conspire with each other."
"So what, you are my way."
"Why is the Demon Lord so stubborn?"
"There are three thousand avenues, and I only want to reach the same destination with you."
*
After the Demon Lord disrupted Xuan Heng's peaceful path to immortality,
Xuan Heng said it was settled: No matter how much trouble you make, if you can touch my mood, I will lose.
Later Xuan Heng looked at Taoist heart that was shattered on the ground
Xuan Heng: ... I lost.
PS: First person, non-serious cultivator, popular with thousands of people
Concept: the protagonist's emotional entanglements
