[Copywriting 1: Male Supporter * Female Protagonist] My childhood sweetheart was a ruthless Taoist immortal who suffered a calamity and killed his wife on the spot to prove the truth. Who would have thought that killing his wife would bring out the demons in his heart, but his dead wife would not only appear in his sect but also become more alive. Seeing the beauty being surrounded and chatting with her, she was just about to get out of the siege and test whether it was her, when the beauty spoke up: "Cauldron? It's a pity for others to be a cauldron, but you treat it like a waste. It's a pity that your spiritual roots are not good and your spiritual power is not enough. You still look the same on the outside. On the road, fortune tellers have to ask, 'Who do you think you are?'" The whole place was silent. It turned out to be the King of Zuan, who was disrespectful and disrespectful. [Copywriting 2: Male Protagonist * Female Protagonist] One step closer to cultivating the path of ruthlessness and becoming an immortal was stabbed in the back. When he woke up, he went to sleep and returned to before liberation and became a shota. But this investigation still needs to be investigated clearly and the two or five people behind it can be found out. Entering the sect in the name of junior disciple is still the same as before. But there seems to be an extra beauty? The ruthless Taoist would not care about this. But when he heard "Cauldron? It's a pity for others to treat you as a cauldron, but you treat it as a waste. It's a pity that your spiritual roots are not good and your spiritual power is insufficient, and you still look the same on the outside. Everyone on the road has to ask fortune tellers, 'Who do you think you are?'" His Taoist heart seemed to be a little unstable. What's more, he didn't expect that she was his direct senior sister, his assistant who wakes up every day to cultivate immortality, euphemistically known as tempering his mind. Who knew that ruthless Dao could still be scolded and cracked, and could be trained to be admiringly passive. Forget it, if you don't practice the ruthless way, don't practice it. Senior sister scolded me well.
Purpose: Tolerate ovarian cysts and take a step back from breast hyperplasia