Why Haven't the Traitors Gone Dark Yet?

He Shi borrowed a corpse and came back to life. This "corpse" was extraordinary, it was a cold and unparalleled sword master in the world. There is no free pie in the world. He Su inherited the identity of the Sword Master, and also inherited the bloody fate of the Sword Master. He would be reincarnated if he completed the mission, and he would be wiped out if he failed to complete the mission. Bai Yueguang died young and was unable to recover, so he picked up an apprentice as a substitute? He loved and hated his apprentice, torturing him day and night, forcing him to turn into a demon and eventually die tragically under his sword? He Shu weakly raised his hand: "Can I become a lonely ghost again?" The road ahead is dangerous and the task is arduous, but fortunately there is a guide to accompany him in his hard work. The guide lives in the sea of ​​​​knowledge of He Shu, answering his questions and doubts, chatting with him and raising cubs, and helping him fulfill his bloody destiny. * He Shu drinks tea every day and raises her cubs, and her life is surprisingly comfortable. Until one day, he was shocked to find that his apprentice, who was supposed to be darkened, was becoming more and more well-behaved, and his clear eyes were full of admiration. And the almighty guide has added a new business: falling in love with him, changing his clothes and warming his bed. Thinking of the bloody fate that he had to fulfill, He Shu looked up at the sky at 45 degrees on a drizzly morning: "The friendship between you and me should never have reached this point." The next second, the guide revealed his true form. He was actually the sword master himself who was supposed to die for Bai Yueguang! Under He Shu's astonished eyes, the Sword Master held He Shu tightly in his arms and coaxed in a low voice: "Then don't finish it, stay with me." * Sword Master's perspective: Everyone in the world spreads that the sword master Xie Zhiya became a demon and professed himself for ten years. The former genius of swordsmanship has passed away, and everyone is saddened by it. However, only Xie Zhiya knew that he was just waiting for an old friend to return. Ten years, he waited, a hundred years, he waited. It's just that the way of returning was too strange. Not only did he have no memory, but he also came up with many absurd plots. I don't know which story book he read them from. But no matter what, once you come back, you are not allowed to leave again. #The cold widower who has stayed alone in his empty house for ten years and his amnesiac wife who is full of Master's literature #× (xu, three tones) Disciple: Well, it turns out that I am just a part of Master Pui. Pre-receipt: "I'm Not a Sword God" is welcome to collect ~ Cultivate a street slut (cross out) Sword God × Natural Flirtatious Sword During the seven years of Jing'an, the evil and evil chaos that lasted for more than a hundred years was finally brought to the hands of one person. The sword god Yan Jinhan used only one sword to kill all the evil spirits in the cold wind and sacrifice the soul to protect the peace of the world. When the wind and frost dissipate, people die with the sword, and it becomes a good story. Wu Xue is that sword. As he watched the sword god's soul dissipate, a smile appeared in his cold eyes, and blood snaked down from the raised corners of his mouth. "Wuxue, I'm going back to the real world." - After the death of the Sword God, Wu Xue searched for a hundred years and finally found the method to break time and space, and followed Yan Jinhan away. Arriving in the unfamiliar "present world", Wu Xue wandered through the steel forest and finally met his master again. The former leader of the cultivating world and the Sword God of Wuqingdao was currently wearing a vest and slippers, sitting astride the motorcycle, and blew a whistle at him: "Junior, could you please add your contact information?" Wu Xue:...... Mission: Patriotism, law-abiding, devotion to work, caring for students, teaching and educating others, lifelong learning