Jingzhe died on a woman's bed in his previous life. After his death, he realized that there was a knife on his head. He swore not to be killed by the knife again. But the next second, he knelt down in front of the Lord of the Underworld. When he raised his head, he immediately regretted it. For the sake of pleasure, there was no harm in being killed by the knife again.
God took pity on his lust and heart, so he gave him a calamity of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts to test whether his lust and heart were as strong as ever.
Jingzhe thought she fell in love at first sight, but she didn't know that the fate between the two was planted by her love rival three hundred years ago. Even his death was fueled by someone with ulterior motives.
Fu Huan waited for three hundred years, and finally the person he was looking for came to his door.
The pleasure was so beautiful that it was inhumane, and the ruthlessness was even more inhumane, but that was three hundred years ago.
Fu Huan now is just an empty underworld lord who sits alone in the underworld and manages a group of drunkards and rice-bags.
In order to regain the arrogance of three hundred years ago, Fu Huan took Jing Zhe out of the underworld to find his three souls of "vicious", "killing" and "cruel" that had leaked out.
In the end, he was almost raped by a tyrant, sold by a witch, and refined by a fallen immortal. Sure enough, no one is human to the extreme, even if he doesn't let himself go.
The Lord of the Underworld, whose force value is extremely unstable, is often like a lost wild cat. A clear stream of water looks at Jingzhe: Don't be rude.
But he had already unbuttoned his clothes.
The killer ghost has returned. Will the fire in Jiuchongtian three hundred years ago be ignited again? The Thousand-Blade Demon Sword is unsealed again, whose blood will be sacrificed? Is it really time for this world to change?
A dandy who takes the courage of an ambitious man
Intention: The road lies in the heart, not in the road
