Probably no one is more unlucky than her.
Others were either hugging their thighs or trying to become stronger, but she was the only one who couldn't do anything, and finally died on the way home.
It's so difficult, An Ruo thought.
It's a pity that she died and didn't see the cultivation genius staggering around holding his body.
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A hundred years ago, Feng Ci did something wrong, which caused him to have inner demons. A hundred years later, he held his sincerity in his heart, and that person trampled it in every possible way. He was happy with it, until one day he heard that she was getting married.
That night, it was rumored that the genius in the world of cultivation became a demon, killed a mortal, and brought back a human who was very similar to the little junior sister who died in collusion with the demons a hundred years ago.
Everyone was surprised.
But no one knew that the girl was trapped in Feng Ci's arms that night. Listening to his confession of love countless times, she just said calmly: "I don't want candied haws."
The hosta hidden in the sleeves fell to the ground and was torn apart like Feng Ci's heart.
It turned out that the girl who secretly said that she liked him back then on Xiaoyao Mountain had already died by his sword.
Later, he tried his best to beg that person's forgiveness, but she just cried and said that she wanted to go home.
A bloody piece of cruelty, chasing his wife in the crematorium, a crazy work.
If you don't like it, please don't scold me, thank you
Intention: Exchange sincerity for sincerity