[The duplicitous beauty, the fierce critic, the loyal dog attack VS the little sun, the heartthrob]
In the first life, I was the master and he was the disciple. The system tells me to conquer Son of Destiny, and after completing it, it can take me back.
So I took the young man back to the sect, healed his injuries, taught him how to practice, and protected him so that he only saw me.
After getting the success prompt, I followed the plan and died together with the demon king at that time. The blood drained from his face, and he rushed to the center of the demonic army alone like crazy. He caressed my cheek helplessly, his eyes filled with fear of loss.
Mission accomplished, I'm ready to go home.
But the system said that my relationship with him was not over and that I had to be reborn and break it off;
In the second life, our identities were switched, and I became the young apprentice who had just joined the master's sect.
The system said that I can go back as long as I fill up my hatred value this time.
So I obediently tricked him into jumping into the Devil's Abyss, held someone else's hand in front of him, and crushed his infatuation into the ground, making him feel disheartened by me.
Unsurprisingly, I succeeded and died by his sword.
He still hugged me, his eyes were numb and cold, and he vowed to hunt me down for the rest of his life.
The hatred value was successfully raised, but the system said that he hated him too much. I had to go back to resolve the misunderstanding and resolve the hatred;
Then, the third life.
I had just been reborn as a little grass demon with a low cultivation level, and he captured me before my plan even started to be implemented...
He grabbed my neck and asked: Isn't it fun to play with me? Is it time for me to do it too?
Concept: Hate is like a piece of ice, it melts when warm.