The Villain Got Mad

Pre-collection of "The Devil Is Always Seeking Death and Survival" click on the column to collect it Advance receipt copy: Shen Pingwu is the only disciple of the 99th generation of the Xuan Sect. Logically speaking, he should be the favored son of heaven and cultivate hard. However, Shen Pingwu is a salted fish that cannot be cooked any more. How bad can she be? Is it okay to fall into the Soul Refining Tower for falling asleep during the Immortal Sect Sacrifice Ceremony? The Soul Refining Tower is a mourning hall, where countless memorial tablets of deceased members of the family are placed. But when Shen Pingwu entered, he saw that it was indeed a dilapidated ancestral hall. There was white snow outside, candlelight danced inside, and there was only a wooden sign placed on top of the ancestral hall. Shen Pingwu walked closer and subconsciously recited: Crane... Chunshan Shen Pingwu: Wait, does this name sound familiar? The candles outside the house were extinguished, and the wooden door was blown open by the wind and snow. A young man wearing light armor, with dried blood on his cheeks, stood in the wind and snow, with a biting chill. He Chunshan raised his eyelids and looked at the girl holding his tablet in the ancestral hall, raising his eyebrows slightly: "Who called me?" Shen Pingwu's eyelids twitched: Isn't this the name of the rumored big devil who was already dead? ! ! * He Chun Mountain was originally nameless, so the world called him He Chun Mountain and he accepted the name. After the battle at Wuji Cliff a thousand years ago, he thought he could finally end his absurd and boring life. If the underworld is not crossed, the way of heaven will not be closed. He wandered thousands of miles on foot, passing through mountains and rivers, and flowing through streams. When he didn't know where to go, he happened to hear a call. "Crane... Spring Mountain?" So he came. * Shen Pingwu: I didn't call you. He Chunshan: I heard my name. Shen Pingwu: I didn't call you! ! ! Small theater From that day on, there was a figure beside Shen Pingwu. Shen Pingwu was practicing swordplay, while He Chunshan was eating grapes and commented: The bottom plate is unstable, and the Taoist heart is also unstable, which is boring. As Shen Pingwu walked down the mountain, He Chunshan floated next to her and watched her slaying demons with slight disgust: indecisive and boring. Shen Pingwu was injured. He Chunshan healed her injury while shaking his head: The spell was not good and boring. Finally, Shen Pingwu couldn't bear it any longer. Although she was dishonest, she couldn't stand the constant cheering, so she practiced hard. Until Shen Pingwu pointed his sword at the sky, slaying the demon without blinking an eye. He Chunshan then nodded: He is one-tenth as good as I was back then. Shen Pingwu couldn't bear it anymore and raised his sword to stab at Hechun Mountain, but the young man grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms. The young man's eyes were as dark as a long cold night. Want to kill me? It's interesting. Reading Guide 1: There are two sides to good and evil in this article. The male protagonist is a soul and is extremely evil, while the female protagonist is a peace-loving person. 2: Redemption-oriented, the heroine and the hero wear double vests, they are casual cookies. 3: The product of the author's self-entertainment, if you don't like it, don't complain (inspired by a poem from high school: Wherever the plains end, there are spring mountains. At that time, I wanted to write an article about wandering souls running in both directions) Yu Qing is in trouble. He transformed into the most inconspicuous cannon fodder of the sect in the ancient Long Aotian's immortal cultivation novel. He passed through it with a few strokes, and ended up being the kind of cannon fodder that he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Yu Qing shed two lines of tears: It's okay, it's okay. It's already great that we didn't encounter a vicious beast before we came here! That night, when Yu Qing got into the kitchen and was about to prepare a meal for herself, she heard a strange noise coming from the corner. She bravely stepped forward to check—— The man was seen wearing a tattered mysterious robe, with disheveled hair, and was as skinny as a stick. He was holding a piece of uncooked flesh in his hand and chewing on it, with his face covered in blood. Yu Qing gasped, this scene is scarier than meeting a vicious beast, right? ? She took the bowl and ran away, but the man reacted faster, and Yu Qing was pressed against the door panel in the next second. Yu Qing: I have been honest, please let me go! ! Fortunately, after the man sniffed the air, he slowly moved his eyes to the bowl of plain noodles in Yu Qing's hand. Now that things have come to this, if you don't know the truth anymore, it means that Yu Qing is not on the right path. She knelt down on one knee, with a flattering expression and a sincere tone. She offered the plain noodles she had cooked with both hands: "Your Majesty, please be a little bit gentle!" * There is an unsolved mystery that has been circulating in the Demon Realm, which is how the current Demon Lord succumbed to the Demon Queen's pomegranate skirt. Wen Qi sealed the ancient demonic realm for the Immortal Sect during the ancient battle, but was devoured by his inner demons and became insane. He could only live on eating raw meat and drinking red blood every day. Instead of being grateful, he was abandoned by the sect, framed by his fellow sects, and hunted down by villains. Wen Qi thought about it carefully. Maybe it was because she didn't run away when she saw him, or maybe it was the bowl of plain noodles. In short, she must love me. Yu Qing: No, I just had weak legs and happened to have a bowl of noodles in my hand. If you eat noodles, you can't eat me! * Small theater: Yu Qing once had a marriage contract with someone else. On the day of the wedding, the high platform was full, and when relatives and friends toasted to celebrate, the blood-colored mist gradually approached. Countless blood crows rushed toward the crowd and screamed, and a tall figure came walking through the blood mist. Yu Qing: Damn, didn't you agree that if you eat noodles, you can't eat me? ? ! She ran away as usual. Unexpectedly, a figure stood in front of her like a ghost, and the red hijab that had been pulled off was picked up and covered by the blood crow. A big hand with clear joints gently lifted the corner of the hijab, and the bloody hand gently touched her cheek: "Yu Qing, do you want to escape from the marriage?" In the seventy-ninth year of Yuan Zong, the goddess married the Lord of the Demon Realm. * In the early stage, the male protagonist loses his mind and goes crazy, and his mind is immature. In the later stage, all his consciousness is restored, and he is a madman who needs to be educated by the female protagonist! The heroine's growth flow includes plot, and they are each other's guiding lovers. —————————————————————— Purpose: Maintaining good social relations depends entirely on self-sacrifice