Did Your Archenemy Fall Today?

I, Fang Qingli, the direct disciple of the head of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, with a jade tree facing the wind, an outstanding talent, one among ten thousand. ——Yin Xiuyan, the first disciple of Lingyun Peak, is a mortal enemy who must fight each other whenever they meet. In the immortal competition, I gave him a hard kick, and he punched me hard. During the secret realm experience, I snatched away the spiritual plant that he had chosen first, and he snatched away the magical beast that I had been guarding for many days. During the pharmacological test, I secretly substituted his spare medicinal herbs and asked him to eat Coptis chinensis for his mutes. He destroyed my alchemy furnace and made my hair explode to the sky. There are countless fighting techniques like this, which can be said to injure the enemy eight hundred and damage one's own thousand. I'm so angry! Unwilling to give up, I quietly sneaked into the alchemy room of my uncle who loved studying prank elixirs, and pocketed all the cough pills, sneezing spirits, stripping powder, and wild laughter pills on the shelf. I smile evilly, Yin Xiuyan, I will definitely let you fall into my hands this time! It's a pity that there are unforeseen circumstances. I was wrong, no, to be precise, I gave the wrong medicine. I mistook the strong spring medicine for stripping powder... Looking at Yin Xiuyan, whose eyes were red and showing all his patience, I backed away repeatedly, fearing that he would punch me. "Why are you staring at me? Anyway, there are many junior sisters who admire you, and I believe they are all very willing to sacrifice themselves for you!" Yin Xiuyan still stared at me, his eyes getting redder and redder, and finally he let out a sneer. Before I could realize what his smile meant, I was tied up with a fairy rope in the next second. Hoarse words spilled from his lips, and Yin Xiuyan walked towards me step by step like a devil. "Since it was the medicine given by Junior Brother Fang, it will naturally be up to you, Junior Brother... To undo it yourself." Me: "……………" Don't come over here! ! ! Jpg. *The third person of the text The plot failed and was censored instead A pampered beauty is assaulted for a long time The writing style is probably lighthearted, pleasant and sweet sc, he Motto: The road is far away and you can see the power of horses, and the time can tell the people's hearts.