The demon that everyone was shouting about died a hundred years ago. At the same time, the most favored disciple of Luoxian Sect disappeared after leaving a letter, but no one knew that the demon was still alive...
Intention: In that dream, I was just a passerby, and the male protagonists stabbed me to death, so I wrote this dream that I rarely have continuously. I can't be the only one who gets stabbed, right? I will add myself in the dream as a passerby with a God's perspective.