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Wen Miao is the cook's daughter and is responsible for taking care of the sick eldest son in the house. Everyone said that Xiling Yan would not live long, only Wen Miao said that he would live a long life. After Xiling Yan fell in love with a witch, he became a demon and killed everyone in his house. Wen Miao, who carefully held the candy painting for him, bore the brunt and became the first person to fall in the rain of blood. —— Xiling Inkstone, who used to be a mortal, was trapped in a small courtyard with his weak body. What he saw most often was either the ugly and crooked jujube tree in the yard, or the undisguised pity in everyone's eyes when they looked at him. At that time, only Wen Miao would not look at him like this. After all, she was stupid and foolish, and she had already said that he would definitely die. She was still smiling and saying all day long: "The eldest son must live a long time, longer than me." One word becomes a prophecy. She died, and he lived a long time indeed. Later, Xiling Yan saw all kinds of looks, fear, admiration, envy, and hatred, but no one dared to pity him anymore. —— Her brother's master Jianwei rescued Wen Miao. When she woke up again, nearly a hundred years had passed since the Xiling clan was wiped out. Things have changed and people have changed, and she has also figured out many things. For example, the dead have passed away, and the living must live well. For example, life is fragile and short, so you must set your mind on the right person. For another example, Xiling Yan is not that person, and Xiling Yan has never liked her at all. Because of this, when she wanted to repay Jianwei's kindness and get the elixir to save his life, she had to agree to marry Xiling Yan, who was already the demon leader at that time. Then, he chose to escape from the wedding on the wedding day. —— Xiling Inkstone stepped on the bloody ground, and the wedding clothes on his body were stained black by blood. In his eyes like evil spirits, there was a picture of his bride cuddling with others. Facing the almost crazy Xiling Inkstone, Wen Miao's hand holding the sword was trembling, but she resolutely stood in front of Jian Wei. He stared into her eyes. "You hate me?" Wen Miao shook her head, revealing a look that was extremely unfamiliar and extremely desperate to him. "I pity you." —— Brave and kind little sun x beautiful and evil psychopath (Updated with the list 1. Non-traditional cultivation, various private devices 2. A pure cliche and nonsense plot 3. Not a big heroine, a growth-oriented protagonist, a bad male protagonist, very poor quality 4. Thunder pool type creation, readers with weak blood should be careful. 5. Spoilers are prohibited in paragraph reviews and comment areas. Intention: When a thought arises in the heart, millions of obstacles will open.