Zhong Lanruo was forced to return to the Xianxia world she once conquered, because that world was on the verge of collapse, and the reason was her.
Zhong Lanruo: Impossible, I have been dead in that world for more than five hundred years.
System: You are dead, but your sickly junior brother is not. After you died, he would not hesitate to fight with his life and pay back tenfold to those who hurt you and humiliated you. Now the hero and heroine have been made miserable by him. Although they are not dead, they are not far from madness. You have to put it back on to make up for this mistake.
Zhong Lanruo: You must be mistaken, I don't have such a junior brother!
System: You have TAT.
Junior Brother: You do (smile jpg).
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Five hundred years...
The stars change, the sea changes, and the years change.
People cultivated, accepted disciples, got married, had children, and did many meaningful things. But this stubborn young man spent several lifetimes of mortal life and worked hard to do one thing with his perseverance.
——Revenge for her.
Intention: Except for Wushan, it is not Yun