When Mo Chengxi left the gloomy bottom of the cliff, he never thought about turning back.
Although he lived there for fourteen years.
When Zhuge Yun was dragged out of Qiancao Valley by his senior sister, he was about to cry but had no tears.
Why do you need to go out to practice? Isn't it good to be in the valley?
Mo Chengxi did not expect that ten years after leaving that so-called "home", his mother's old subordinates would come to him and force him to take over as the master of the Xingyuan Pavilion of the Jianghu killer sect. If he didn't agree, he would die. In desperation, Mo Chengxi could only agree.
However, why should he, the Pavilion Master, do such a trivial matter as assassinating the Prime Minister himself?
Zhuge Yun also didn't expect that the first thing he experienced after being dragged out of the valley was to help the prime minister cure the cold. In the process, he was entangled by a psychopath. The psychopath not only pestered him in the capital, but also followed him wherever he hid. And senior sister, what's going on with that look in your eyes?
A certain senior sister: (smiling) "My junior brother has finally figured it out, and I am very pleased. By the way, is my junior brother at the top or at the bottom?"
Zhuge Yun: (same smile) "Fuck you, do you want to take care of me?!"
Intention: Husband and wife join hands to conquer the world