In the previous life, Bu Yunyao had only one person in his eyes, and it was for love; after his rebirth, Bu Yunyao had only one person in his eyes, and it was for revenge.
They killed her whole family, picked out her immortal bones, no one buried her body in the cold snow, and the whole family suffered infamy.
Even if she is nothing more than cannon fodder, she still has to fight to keep the Bu family clean.
With all the things in this life, this mountain of kindness can only be paid off with a marriage certificate, and we will never owe each other again.
"Ye Mi, I will marry you. Not for anything else, just for the grace of saving my life." She thought she would never give up, but when Ye Mi died in front of her, she felt as if she had fallen into the abyss.
The enemy in her previous life killed her husband in this life again!
After that, when she was obsessed with joining the sect of the former villain Jiang Huaixu to practice hard in order to one day take revenge, she actually turned the ruined sect into a Shura field! Jiang Huaixu, who was above ten thousand people, fell off his horse, and Bu Yunyao's years of hard work and deep affection turned into anger and resentment: There is no need to speak of suffering, from now on you will have to taste all the pain of lovesickness I have suffered in the past few years!
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One day, the dilapidated sect turned into a magnificent and bustling place.
Jiang Huaixu was horrified. What kind of trouble did this naughty disciple get?
Jiang Huaixu gritted his teeth: How many more disciples have you accepted?
Bu Yunyao: The prosperous sect is determined to do so. Now that my disciple is heartbroken after losing his husband, why not accept some handsome men to express his love?
Jiang Huaixu was so angry that he fainted: What a way to express his love! ! ! You are so pious, I guess your husband must be knowledgeable!
Bu Yunyao: My disciple and my husband have a deep love for each other. He definitely hopes that I will be happy. Nowadays, the sect is prosperous and there are many talented disciples. I practice swordsmanship with my disciple every day. My disciple is not like a god, but is better than a god~
Jiang Huaixu was so jealous that he clasped Bu Yunyao's white wrist and whispered softly in her ear: Your master has become an immortal and is more suitable to practice swordsmanship with you than them. The disciple is obedient and sent those dandy boys away. Master will never leave you...
Outside the palace gate, the disciples shouted: Senior Sister! The early bird catches the worm, you are about to come out and practice together!
Jiang Huaixu:......
Intention: Those who are determined can grind an iron pestle into a needle