Pre-collection of a sweet article "I was a priest in ancient times", [The righteous and kind-hearted high priest
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When Qingyuan was sixteen, she met two men who changed her life.
One is the master, Bai Ze, who is as gentle as jade and cares about her in every possible way.
One is her junior brother, Mo Xun, who is soft and easy to bully and needs her protection at all times.
But one day, all this changed.
The gentle and jade-like master had an unprecedented indifference on his face, and his tone was cold, "As long as you fuse with the god Qingyuan, she will wake up, and it will be easy to seal the monster."
The soft and easy-to-bullish junior brother lost his former weakness, and he said with hatred, "Have you forgotten? I said I would come back for revenge."
His best friends, parents, and classmates who helped him all died because of him.
But Mo Xun said indifferently, "The pain you are going through is not half as good as the pain I have experienced in the past three thousand years."
What makes it even more difficult for her to accept is that she is just a stand-in, a stand-in as a container.
Bai Ze was so kind to her in order to resurrect the real Qing Yuan.
The monsters that have been sealed in the Demon Realm for three thousand years are about to break through the seal and reappear in the world. To seal the monsters, the god Qingyuan and the demon lord Mo Xun need to work together to complete it.
Seeing Mo Xun in the center of the demonic realm struggling to fight against the monsters alone, Qingyuan was filled with tears and said firmly, "Let's do it."
Her consciousness slowly disappeared under the influence of Bai Ze's spell, but the last thing that appeared in her mind was Mo Xun's angry look. She thought, "He must be unhappy about me being like this. After all, she didn't die by his hands."
With the end of the spell, there was a sigh and there was no trace of Qingyuan's presence in this world.
Purpose: Cherish the people around you who love you, don't regret it after losing them