He Yukiori

[Highlight demining: The heroine is a true virgin, the kind who will not change her original intention even if the south wall is broken] Extremely gentle x extremely extreme sc/he Song Qi has such a fiancée—— In the past, the demon clan invaded, and the Immortal Alliance building was crumbling. She stands on the top of Qiongshan Mountain, with the bright moon on her shoulders and her sword picking thirteen continents. He ended up with his sword bones broken and his body covered in serious illnesses. On the day she died, it snowed for the first time, and no one saw her off. Ten years after her death, the world was prosperous and no one remembered her name anymore. A hundred years after her death, she became a sinner in the annals of history, and everyone hated her and insulted her. Song Qi was not angry. He jumped into the River Styx, endured thousands of years of being bitten by evil ghosts, and burning his heart with fire, and stubbornly fished out the remaining soul of Jiang Yinxue. Ask her: "Do you regret it?" Jiang Yinxue, whose three souls were withered and seven souls were shattered, looked at him blankly, seemingly moved, and said nothing for a long time. - Jiang Yinxue has such a mortal enemy—— When she was young, she had outstanding talent and high spirits. She once defeated him mercilessly on the sword trial stage and broke off the engagement on the spot. It caused him to practice long and hard at night, hoping to humiliate him back. Before she died, her archenemy came to her with the marriage certificate she had thrown away. However, she died before the other party slapped the marriage certificate on her face and humiliated her severely. Later, the sworn enemy degenerated into an evil cultivator and became a big demon who frightened the entire cultivator world. He fell into the River Styx, his whole body was burnt to the bone by the fire, and he took out her remaining soul to settle the score. With the marriage certificate in hand, he asked her with a sneer: "Do you regret it or not?" Jiang Yinxue's cultivation was exhausted and he was so weak that he was dying. Looking at the bloody sword in his hand, he did not dare to speak. 20230107 #It's an obsession that persists over the years. #Don't teach me to tremble and take off the snow on my head, just fold it gently and pick it up. Intention: A gentleman's promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold