1.
Xue Cuo is the eldest brother of Tianyi Sect. He can go around the sect three times even at a young age.
He has a widowed chicken-child mother, a father who devotes himself to Taoism, and a Buddhist-resurrected boss. Xue Cuo grew up very difficult.
The world of cultivation is very chaotic, with fighting, killing, and intrigue.
Xue Cuo has worked very hard since he was a child to "get involved" with the monks from his sect and even the entire Eastern China. He only did a trivial job, but he got a lot of repeaters who called him senior brother, and a monster king whose painting style was different from others.
Xue Cuo: Upgrade, cultivate immortality, and become a boss.
King: Kill you (bidong) I will definitely beat you in this life (come closer) You'd better not be attacked by others (nose tips touching)
Xue Cuo: Ah, ah, perverted
2.
The world is full of snow. Cover a monument.
The tombstone is a monument without words, the tree is a vine-wrapped tree, the weather is cold and the ground is cold, and there are so many people. The little demon asked his king: "Your Majesty, who do we come here to see every day?"
The king, with long eyelashes and falling snow, replied: "The number one enemy in the sky."
Although he was an enemy, the king came every day to sweep away the snow, add wine, and offer incense. Later, he transformed into his original form and stood by the monument.
It was the middle of winter again, and Xue Cuo came back to dig his own grave. His head was covered with snowflakes, and he was digging vigorously. Suddenly, he noticed that the snowy mountain on his grave moved, revealing an animal eye.
Xue Cuo and the king were stunned at the same time.
A gust of wind blows, snowflakes fall, and everyone in the world turns white.
Strange spirit x Handsome demon king
Xue Cuo x Yin Feixue
Received appearance in the human world
[Reading Guide]
1. Slow-burn plot flow, written since Gong was a child.
2. Try to update every day (please comment and don't get fat)
3. Think of adding more.
4. Not suitable for party control.
Intention: Snowflakes are falling, and everyone in the world is growing old.
