After I Died, the Immortal Lord Became a Demon

[Advance collection of "The Witch Wants to Love You Too", please collect it~] Yuan Xichun is the most inconspicuous among the 100,000 disciples of Wangxian Cave. He has a delicate appearance and mediocre cultivation. The only thing people talk about about her is that she died for the sword master once. However, in just a few years, dust returned to dust, dust returned to dust, and no one could recognize it. After all, the world will remember the brilliant Taiyan Sword Master Yin Changyu, and the charming and passionate Yaochi Saint Yuezhao, and will marvel at the lingering love-hate entanglement between them, but how can they remember the ordinary little disciple of Wangxian Cave. Her love and hate are not humane. Yuan Xichun, who came back from the dead, seemed to have had a long dream, and she fell silent when she woke up from the dream. The spiritual mansion is shattered and the true spirit is scattered, leaving only the gods and humans to fail. There is probably no one who has survived the love tribulation with a more tragic ending than her. The key is that she has not successfully overcome the love tribulation! ! ! Yuan Xichun was tired. Whoever wants to survive this love crisis should go through it. This time she just wanted to cut through the mess quickly, cut off all causes and effects, and return to the top of the avenue. * Old friends come like a dream, and the past becomes empty. Yin Changyu had been waiting for her soul to return for countless days and nights, and his heart was like a demonic barrier. But until the end, he looked back with sadness. The person who was hiding in his heart and could not express it to his mouth had already died in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. Today, Yuan Xichun is willing to bring a spring rain to relieve the suffering of all living beings, but he will never leave a ray of spring light for him again. —————————————————————— Pre-collection ~ "The Witch Wants to Love You Too" Ning Lu was born in the Kudu Demon Sect, and is a vicious witch in the eyes of the righteous monks. In the storybook, characters like her will die miserably in the end. And indeed it is. Ning Lu learned of her own death in her dream. The world is about to fall, and the fate of a small person is like gravel, so insignificant that it does not matter. Even though she was infamous in her previous life, her hands were never stained with blood. After waking up from the dream, it is the cruel reality. Ning Lu recognized herself. If she could only become a demon cultivator, then she would be a demon cultivator. It's just that she is curious about whether the so-called geniuses in the dream can remain true to their original aspirations in the face of humiliation and torture. Ninglu forced them to become his demon slaves. She said she liked it. But her love is a lie, a torture, something that comes and goes away just as quickly. So when they said they liked her, she just felt ridiculous, disgusted, and hated them to death. From love comes hate, from hate comes fear. Ninglu knew that she was taming ferocious beasts, and their bloodthirsty nature would always cause them to break out of their cages and turn back on their masters. Ning Lu doesn't care. She is not afraid of death, she just doesn't want to live a life like a joke anymore. Until death does come. She thought she could accept it happily, after all, this short life was exciting enough. But there was a man who came from the mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood and insisted on taking her away. He said he didn't believe it. The monks cultivated against the will of heaven and never succumbed to their fate. * Ning Lu didn't understand that she treated him so badly. She had robbed his luck, destroyed his love, and even thought about dragging him to hell. He should hate her, watch her die indifferently, and then continue to pursue his supreme path. But why did he risk death and return here at the last moment? Ninglu asked him: "Do you love me?" He said: "It's too late for me to hate you." Because of hatred, he didn't want to see her wither away; because of hatred, he wanted to lock her to him so that she could no longer harm others; because of hatred, he hoped that she could find her true self. Ning Lu doesn't understand anything. She just nodded calmly and embarked on the road of escape with him without hesitation. Compared with the illusory love, the strong hatred was more real. She wants to live. Even if the price is that they have to be entangled with each other for the rest of their lives, until they die. … Later, Ninglu went to the upper world. From an unknown casual cultivator to a peerless genius in the sky, thousands of cultivators bowed to her, and God's will could no longer stop her from ascending to immortality. In her glorious life, there were countless people who said they loved her, were willing to give everything for her, and tried their best to pursue her footsteps. But every time she cut off the relationship, she always thought of the person who said they hated her. Just because I hate her so much, I hate her for being ruthless in the end. The road is ruthless. Intention: Only when people love themselves first can they be able to love others.