The day after the sword cultivator came out of the illusion, there were loud gongs and drums and firecrackers blasting. Early in the morning, someone spread out ten miles of red makeup outside their mountain gate to propose marriage.
On a whim, he, who had never cared about worldly affairs and devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship, followed the crowd and joined in the fun.
Unexpectedly, he was shocked when he saw that the person the team leader came to hire was none other than the beautiful demon cultivator who had been entangled with him in the secret realm for most of his life.
As soon as Mo Xiufu saw him, he shamelessly gave him a flirtatious but lustful look in front of everyone.
All I have to do is write "Hi, wifey" on my face.
Faced with the wave of questions from the melon-eating masses who were thirsty for knowledge, the sword cultivator, who had been single for nearly a hundred years, managed to remain calm.
"It's just a casual romance."
The demon cultivator smiled brightly:
"Yes, it's just a romantic relationship after sleeping in the same bed for more than thirty years."
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1V1, beautiful and dramatic demon cultivator × honest swordsman cultivator, he is probably going to the old-fashioned bedtime cookie.
Intention: To be a good person.
