The Unkillable Feng Aotian

Copywriting awaits minor revision Jiang Li has never had a good day since he entered the Yan Kingdom. The family head's biological mother, Mrs. Jiang, wants to give her to the national master. I heard that this man will train fifteen children a day, and he will have a green face and fangs. After Jiang left, he understood what the rumors were wrong. The pile of stones is like jade, and the rows of green trees are like pine trees. The national teacher looks like an ordinary person, and his name is even more so. Her name is Jing Wuchen. The candle was extinguished, and the innocent side face was illuminated by the hazy moonlight. Jiang Linui threw him at him with a crooked voice, and made a strange sound, "The Imperial Master loves me." The Imperial Master was as cold as the moon, but his ears gradually turned red. The entire Yan Kingdom changed drastically with the arrival of Jing Wuchen, the country was in turmoil, and the bricks in the vegetable market became redder day by day. Finally it was the turn of the Jiang family to be imprisoned together with the rebel prince. The Imperial Master said he could rescue her, and she believed him. Later, she was taken to the execution ground. The executioner's knife seemed to be made of ice. Jiang Li's eyes were spinning. The Imperial Master on the high platform was watching this scene quietly, with the hem of his clothes like falling snow. —————— Jiang Li died but came back to life. A passing monk noticed her resentment and accepted her as his apprentice, allowing her to practice and become a ghost cultivator. There is also a golden finger, a storage ring with its own weapon spirit. Only then did she realize that this world was incredibly big. Jing Wuchen was the eldest disciple of the Taishang Sect. Yan Guo and his entourage were just trying to stir up troubles for her. Jiang Li thought she didn't hate him. She practiced with a smile, broke into secret realms, seized opportunities, made friends, and was in the limelight. But she didn't know that in the dead of night, the weapon spirit she had entrusted to her trust transformed into a human form and stared at her quietly for the whole night. It looks like it is clean and dust-free. —— Jing Wuchen has someone he likes. He likes her so much that he decides to leave the school for her, fall into the devil's path, and even divide her soul, just to get a result in which she can survive. She did survive, as expected, with hatred for herself. Jing Wuchen looked at her and she became more and more dazzling, like a pearl wiped away from the dust and falling on the earthly sun. It's time to leave. The lost incense burns quietly, the fragrance is ethereal, and the clean dust disguised as the ring spirit drags the remnant soul that is about to dissipate, Bending down, he kissed her in the air. Just as she was about to leave, her wrists were tightly strangled. The person who was supposed to be unconscious had her eyes clear and her face was as cold as frost. "Come when you want, leave when you want, do I allow it?" —— Jiang Li has a person he hates deeply. The more you love, the more you hate, the more you hate, the more you love. Reading instructions 1. It's not a crematorium, it's an upgrading revenge story. 2. The smiling mad social beast x the really crazy Qing Leng Imperial Master (white-haired version) Establishment: Heaven and earth establish the heart