Yan Xu, a role model from a famous family, the sweet son of an immortal family, a rare genius in the world of cultivation for a thousand years, became the first among the immortal kings in the four directions at a young age.
But when hundreds of immortal families mention him, they can only sigh - it's a pity.
He is dead.
Three hundred years ago, in the battle between immortals and demons, he personally killed the demon with his sword, but he also died together with the demon.
But suddenly one day, he came back.
Everyone in the sect looked at the precious disciple who had returned intact and even said to the sky to open his eyes!
But what they saw was that the originally steady, gentle and well-behaved disciple first deceived, kidnapped, and stole immortal weapons, and then slaughtered the immortal sect and started a war...
What came back was their disciple, it was clearly the devil!
"Devil! You take other people's lives and kill innocent people indiscriminately. We will definitely destroy you today!"
During the battle, the man in white behind the devil who was rumored to be planning for him and serving beside him suddenly stood up:
"Don't fight yet!
Master, senior brother, I am here..."
Yan Xu: I love you and give you my whole body...
Chang Chengfu: Woo hoo hoo, wife (bushi), I don't want your body, I want you back!
He practiced his own martial arts and became a demon. Finally, he cultivated his dog and suffered the unlucky consequences (Chang Chengfu × tied your body hard and offered it to you when you come back. Let's fight monsters and play together. You are a good boy (Yan Xu (Shuzhou)
A group of wild and unrestrained people are gentle and innocent, but in reality they are paranoid.
PS:
[At the beginning of the chapter, I suffered rebirth + amnesia, and was recognized as a master and returned to my master. There is a process of recovering my identity, so there is no need to take revenge and abuse the scum from the beginning! Let's fight monsters first to warm up our feelings.
[In the physical sense, I dedicate myself to you, not to give my life to literature. We both sacrifice a lot for each other!
Intention: There will always be someone who remembers you