Bai Wucheng, the number one person in the world of cultivation.
Being an immortal, a ruthless monk, a sword cultivator, a master... All in one, it can be called a high-risk profession in the online literary world.
Therefore, strange people always appear around Bai Wusheng, who only wants to attain enlightenment and ascend.
He practiced in seclusion, and as he continued to practice, his mortal enemy, the Demon Lord, touched his bed.
Arch-rival Demon Lord: What's so good about cultivating the ruthless path? Come and practice harmony with my spirit.
Bai Wusheng beat the Demon Lord violently and packed him away.
He taught with all his heart, and as he continued to teach, he was blackened and imprisoned by his apprentice.
Disciple: Since Master doesn't want to love me, why did he save me in the first place!
Bai Wusheng then expelled the apprentice from his master's school and left him to fend for himself.
He went out to practice, and while practicing, he was drugged by a friend and did something inappropriate.
Friend: Wu Sheng, you will help me...
Bai Wucheng:... Don't you all practice?
Bai Wusheng finally realized that these directions seemed wrong.
It turns out that in the whole world of cultivation, he is the only one who has upgraded scripts, while these guys have all taken flower market scripts.
After the n+1 time, Bai Wusheng came out of seclusion and happened to hear Hetong sitting down gossiping.
Hetong 1: Another person came to ask the Immortal Lord to take responsibility! Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm sure I'll be kicked out again later.
Hetong 2: Let's place a bet and see how long this one can last before being kicked out.
Bai Wusheng felt complicated inside.
So I decided to take a look.
After a breath, in front of the three thousand elders of the Wuji Sect, the Immortal Lord raised his hand to release the killing formation and said to everyone——
"This won't work... This can't be driven away..."
"I do... Have to be responsible for him..."
The pupils of the Wuji Sect were shocked.
The eyes of everyone in the cultivation world were shaken.
Immortal Lord's pursuer 1234567... Pupil earthquake.
And the person who walked into the Wuji Sect full of blood and energy smiled with satisfaction——
"Your Majesty and I have become flesh and blood, and I thought that Your Majesty didn't want to acknowledge you anymore."
The demon world is far away from the abyss, acting arrogantly and unscrupulously, indulging in sensuality among dogs and horses, and possessing thousands of souls under his command...
It's Bai Wusheng's inner demon, his half body.
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Pick up the drama itself and be the number one person in the world of cultivation who combines the high-risk professional Immortal Master + the higher-risk cultivation path Wuqingdao + the higher-risk sword cultivator identity (both in terms of appearance and skills)
Strive to draw a clear line between him and his grievance suitors who hold the script of City X, and fight until they dare not think about it again.
The story of having a pure love script with my own distraction again.
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May I live for thousands of years, and may I live with you for thousands of years.
But I want a soul that is connected.
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Completely upright and even occasionally a bad guy, Bai Wusheng
Dressed up as a complete villain and even able to kill one person in ten steps, Li Yuan
The number of times I looked crazy was more when I was attacked than when I was attacked.
But the attack is really crazy.
Under the appearance of the Lord of the Flower of the High Mountain, there is a crazy and possessive heart.
It's just that he seemed calm at first.
Example:
After Li Yuan killed the monster, he came over covered in blood, twisted a strand of Bai Wucheng's black hair, and lowered his head to kiss.
"Your Majesty is mine."
"Yeah."
Bai Wusheng gently touched his shoulder and wiped the blood from his face.
But what he actually wanted to do——
He lowered his head and kissed back, even kissing the blood on Li Yuan's face.
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I am you and you are not me, but you don't have to be the next me.
You continue to show off, and that's already good.
Purpose: Only the most gentle person in the world is the most strong person