Feng Xiran, the disciple of the famous righteous sect leader, the son of Zuo Dharma Protector of the Demon Sect, an important official of the human court, etc., His identities are too numerous to mention. It sounds like it has a bright future and an extraordinary origin.
In fact, he was just a humble and petty person who had been lurking in the righteous path for many years, working conscientiously and living a peaceful life. He thought that after the demon sect counterattacked, he would be able to escape to the human world and live freely, but God did not follow his wishes.
The Demon Sect's first counterattack, Feng Xiran performed meritorious service and exposed the Demon Sect's plan to warn the right way! ——No, wait, it wasn't me! Feng Xiran looked at the corpse at his feet, wake up and explain, I don't wear this kind of hat! QWQ
The Demon Cult attacks for the second time, and Feng Xiran makes a great contribution! Kill important figures in the Demon Sect! ——No, don't be like this, I really didn't kill him! Feng Xiran wants to cry but has no tears. From now on, you villains can stay away from me before you blow yourself up!
The Demon Sect attacks for the third time, and Feng hope ignites the light of righteousness! ————Hehe...
The Demon Sect's No. 1...----Yeah, yes, it was all my fault. Feng Xiran consciously took the credit.
Demonic Cult, where are the people? Is it possible to counterattack the right path? If the fight continues, Feng Xiran will be promoted to the leader of the righteous path...
What should I do now? Since I was pushed to a high place, I had to cover my vest even more. If I was discovered, the outcome would be more than just death. Feng Xiran shivered.
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With no talent and no background, Feng Xiran had already prepared a way out for himself after seeing clearly the cruel world and the hopeless craftsmanship career, but he was unwilling to do so in the end. He ran away in disgrace like a bereaved dog... Looking at the young junior brother next to him who looked like a bright moon in the breeze, Feng Xiran never denied that his abnormal love was entangled with deep jealousy.
"Feng Xiran, thank you for your hard work."
He was a person who grew up in the mud, and even scolding and slandering would not make him let go of his guard. He was just waiting for this sentence. Fortunately, he was finally seen.
I'm working so hard, look at me. So spoke his heart. Only those who love others can see it, then.
"I'm so tired, Nan Xingyu."
"Thank you for your hard work, Feng Xiran."
PS:
[The cannon fodder of the ruffian and hypocritical villain is attacked by X, the natural black, righteous and kind little junior brother]
1V1, he, plot direction.
Intention: Before success, you will be exhausted