Wu Jing, the world says that if there is no marriage, how can we meet each other? If we don't owe each other, how can we meet each other?
Senior brother, you said that the life of God is long and endless, and the little throbs in this long life will eventually come to nothing. But if I have had skin-to-skin contact, love, and regret, can I stay in your memory for a little longer, so I'm sorry, senior brother.
Wu Jing, you are really cruel.
Wudu, you know, some things are like poison. When I had it, I didn't care about it. I just felt it was as ordinary as water. Once it left my body, I felt like a thousand arrows pierced my heart. This is the principle of drinking poison to quench thirst. The thirst is quenched and the heart is lost.
The senior brother became Fujun's only weakness.
In the world of cultivation, Xu Fangming died in exorcism. Unexpectedly, he traveled to the underworld. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive. When he was confused, he thought that the problem of food and clothing must be solved first, so he became a civil servant in the underworld by relying on his skills in flattering others in his previous life. He also accidentally became the closed disciple of Fujun, the boss of the underworld. From then on, he embraced his master and had a smooth journey. Just when Xu Fangming was imagining the future, a better life where one person would be better than ten thousand people. There seems to be something wrong with the way Master looked at him. Master, you look so hungry.
Disciple, I have been hungry for thousands of years.
Then I'll give Master a bowl of noodles.
No need, disciple, come here. I'm not hungry anymore.
This style of painting is wrong. Master, you are upright and not a womanizer?
Disciple, I am indeed not a womanizer.
Xu Fangming's heart...
In short, this story is the daily routine of Xu Fangming, a boy from the underworld, who fights monsters along the way to get promoted.
Intention: Fifty great avenues, forty-nine heavenly evolutions, one of which can be escaped by humans.