Master Qing Leng Is Actually His Ex-Girlfriend

*The frivolous and straight vixen vs the cold, broken, tolerant and paranoid beauty *Broken Mirror Reunion | Chasing Wife Crematorium *Both relationships were caused by Lin Yuwei herself. Lin Yuwei lost her memory and did not kill his wife to prove it. Lin Yuwei traveled through time, entered the Immortal Sect to take the exam, and saw the people on the high platform. Like the frosty and indifferent eyebrows and the cool demeanor of broken ice and floating moon, she is aloof, cold and distant, like a fairy. It is said that she is a genius with outstanding talent in the Holy Spirit Sect for thousands of years, the youngest elder, and the unattainable Mingyue. Lin Yuwei: Really? What I climb is the bright moon. After worshiping at Bright Moon Peak and seeing Yun Qinghe, Lin Yuwei smiled brightly: Master looks like an immortal, I wrote a poem for you—— Before the frivolous love poem could be uttered, overwhelming murderous intent came towards her, almost crushing her. Lin Yuwei was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. The sharp sword blade was right next to her throat. The hand holding the hilt of the sword was cold and white, and it was shaking slightly from the exertion. Yun Qinghe lowered his body and spit out a mouthful of bright red blood, and said in a cold voice: "You still dare to come see me?" A very small number of senior officials in the Holy Spirit Sect knew that Yun Qing and Xia Fen had experienced a catastrophe in the world of mortals. Wu Qing was heartbroken, seriously injured and on the verge of death. She suffered from old wounds and was covered in sores. She remained silent about the inside story. Only Yun Qinghe knew that her slain wife had attained enlightenment, and that Lin Yuwei's knife almost killed her. If you want to rebuild your Taoist heart and return to the top, you must kill this person. The blade of the sword was pressed against Lin Yuwei's neck, drawing blood. But the person in front of me was just filled with worry: "Master, are you okay? Are you possessed? Is it serious? What can I do? If killing me makes you feel better, just stab me to death with a sword..." The sword fell down with a bang. Lin Yuwei, she didn't remember anything? Those eyes were as if they were meeting for the first time, like a seductive fox. The tail of the eyes was slightly raised, but they seemed to be clean and sincere. When we first met, she said - "How about you become my wife?" Now she said again - "Master, are you in need of a bed warmer?" Yun Qinghe clenched the sword in his hand: "Go away——" One day, she will be able to kill this man and rebuild her Taoist heart. Intention: Cherish the moment.