The Villain

One-sentence copy: This is a good story about a man's love for his concubine, but this concubine has little strength... One is a Taoist immortal master, and the other is a cunning and difficult corpse demon. When we first met, I was fascinated by his immortal appearance and I didn't know what to do with him. Xian Xingyun, worried about the corpse demon, struck too hard, and only beat the handsome King Xiang until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, revealing his true form. It turns out that King Xiang is a century-old bastard. It was night, the corpse demon was lying on its side in the boudoir, and the beauty looked like a ghost. King Xiang's nose was blue and his eyes were swollen, with tears streaming down his face. "My lord, I won't marry you, you corpse demon. Where did you provoke the stinky Taoist priest? He was so powerful that he beat me until I cried for father and mother." The corpse demon looked at King Xiang's swollen face and black eyes. King Xiang, who always prided himself on being suave and suave, had never been so embarrassed before, laughing so hard that he couldn't stand upright. Intention: Did the villain work hard today?