The day I was forced to the edge of the cliff by everyone in the Immortal Sect was my thousandth birthday.
I have always been unpopular among my masters, and I never thought about the scene of everyone celebrating, but I never thought that today would be my death day.
"Fairy Xiyin, you are deliberately plotting to kill Fairy Zhaohua and harm Supreme Immortal Qingheng. If you don't follow us back quickly, maybe Immortal Cangwu will give you a lighter sentence because of past friendship!"
I looked around and saw familiar faces, filled with either disgust or gloating, but none of them showed worry or concern.
There is no limit behind you. If you jump from here, you will be doomed. My heart skipped a beat and I jumped up.
Once you jump, you will have no worries, no training, no fear.
I wanted to die, but I didn't die.
In order to find a way to escape, one thought turned into a demon.
Then Demon Lord Qiyue, who had ulterior motives, became my pillow.
I thought I was dead for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect that the Demon Lord could transform me into a god.
Purpose: What nourishes life is called love, what harms oneself is called stumbling block