Master Qing Leng of the Hehuan Sect Escaped After Death

Shi Chunnong, whose life was extremely beautiful, was the master of Qianren Peak in Qiongling Mountain. However, no one knew that the true identity of the upright master was the Fengyue Fox ancestor who collected yin and replenished yang. He relied on the clouds and rain in his tent to collect essence to improve his cultivation. As the eponymous modeler of the game, Shi Chunong, who was born as a solo player, penetrated into the game he built by himself, inherited a bunch of romantic debts, and was forced to play the role of the villain Fengyue Fox with the brain above the J insect. However, because he knew the script, he had to pretend to be ugly and escape from sex, and even coaxed and kicked all kinds of furnace cauldrons out of the veil. In the end, his identity was exposed and his reputation was ruined. He had to fake his death and hide in the mountains. Little did he know that the most unlikely person died because of him and went crazy, attracting demons into his body, causing the vast sky to become turbulent. This day. Shi Chun was carrying a pot among the flowers, lying drunk on the bluestone, with his plump and fluffy white tail exposed from the corner of his wine-wet robe. In front of his drunken eyes, a pair of black boots with neat ankle lines stopped. "How about I be your cauldron?" Shi Chunnong: "I am ugly, and I never use yin to replenish yang..." The man slowly squatted down, picked up the long hair on his temples and wrapped it around his fingertips. His eyes seemed to be stung by the white hair, and he narrowed the ends of his eyes. "Master, do you know how long I have been waiting outside your tent, and how long I have been searching for you in the three realms? How can you not pick it up or make up for it?" The ancestor of Fengyue Fox who collects yin and replenishes yang/the upright and beautiful master who plays the villain seriously (shou) Through the book/Through the script/1V1 If you are strong in endurance, you will be stronger in attack. Whoever is weak will be stronger. ——On the wedding day, the brocade quilt was piled high with red waves Intention: Survive in reverse, there is sunshine in the cracks