The Max-Level Demon Lord Takes the Path of Being Sick and Weak

Linfeng Immortal Lord, the most promising person in the world of cultivation, failed to survive the tribulation on the eve of his ascension. He died and his soul was shattered. Everyone sighed, what a pity for such an unprecedented genius. A hundred years later, when the Beiyuan Sect was recruiting disciples, a young man who looked exactly like Linfeng Immortal appeared and wrote his name in the registration book. Everyone was excited: Could it be that the Immortal Lord is back again? ! Bai Qingning (covering her lips and coughing): Sorry, I don't understand. * Later, it was discovered that Bai Qingning was not only far from the big brother in talent, but was also too sickly. The disciples who started later than him all developed spiritual cores, but he couldn't. He can't go down the mountain to deal with the lowest level monster in the world of cultivation. He can't even learn the most common swordsmanship and mental skills. Everyone: Alas, after all, genius cannot be replicated. Bai Qingning (coughing until her face turns white): What on earth are you talking about? * When everyone was disappointed with him, He Nanchu, the head of the Beiyuan Sect, protected him behind him, holding his hand on his sword, and said gently: It doesn't matter, let's do it step by step. He used all his tenderness to protect this little disciple, but this little disciple always looked at him with an inquiring look when he didn't notice. * One day, He Nanchu accidentally entered the evil formation and was seriously injured. When his life was in danger, only Bai Qingning broke in alone. Thunder rolled down from the sky, turning the dark night into daylight. Everyone knew that the two of them would die. Bai Qingning lowered his eyes, and raised his hand that could not even lift the sword. In an instant, the nine-day strong wind was attracted, and along with the suffocating demonic energy, it came overwhelmingly. One hundred thousand demons were at their mercy, kneeling down and bowing their heads. The disciples of the cultivation world dropped their swords in shock. Demon Lord? ! Isn't he sickly? ! Bai Qingning: Haha. * Everyone in the world of cultivation said that few people had seen the new Demon Lord, but they didn't expect that in order to complete his revenge plan, he pretended to be sick, weak, and transparent and lurked into the Beiyuan Sect early. Once he fell off his horse, the world was shocked. The Demon Lord himself just blew the dust from his palms gently and looked at He Nanchu, the head of Beiyuan who was sitting but smiling silently. "You also took great pains to force me to lose my horse." "Both each other," He Nanchu smiled, "The information about me is still under your pillow. It should be a thick book." Don't ask, it's just that the two big guys were picking off each other's waistcoats, and they were picking off each other to create a double-A king and a husband-husband combination. Pretend to be innocent and use the spirit of a slut to attack the bones (He Nanchu) + Reading Guide 1. 1V1, HE 2. Bai Qingning: I am very sick, I am pretending. 3. He Nanchu: I am innocent, I am pretending. 4. The two drama stars acted against each other, each with their own little Jiujiu, and finally became the strongest Taoist couple with the double A king bomb. 5. There will be glass shards, and there is no misunderstanding about the emotional line. It is still the fault of the background and the villain. 6. Private establishments like mountains and mountains Intention: Not afraid of difficulties and move forward courageously