Everyone in the world of cultivation knows that Pei Daozun's Taoist companion was killed with a sword through the heart on the day of the marriage ceremony, and his soul was scattered. The murderer was none other than Mingwei Sword Master, who had gone to the mortal world with Pei Daozun, killed evil spirits together, and leveled mountains and seas with one sword.
That night, corpses littered the field at Budu Cliff. Sword Master Mingwei threw his mentor's head off the cliff at Budu Cliff, and then jumped down, leaving no bones.
Pei Yun was the only one who dared to get close to Shen Zhuwei, so when Shen Zhuwei turned around for the last time, he was the only one who heard Shen Zhuwei's soft murmur:
"You have three thousand green clouds, and the remaining half of me is white bones..."
Only he knew the reason for what Shen Zhuwei did. Pei Yun never knew why Shen Zhuwei kissed him in the first place and why he had to personally dissolve their Taoist couple contract.
Everyone thought that the Miss Jiange who died tragically that day was Pei Yun's Taoist companion. Only Pei Yun knew that his Taoist companion had always been Shen Zhuwei.
The Shen Zhuwei who sat quietly in the small pavilion in the snow, the Shen Zhuwei who held the sword and pulled him behind him, and the Shen Zhuwei who leaned in his arms and kissed him quietly - from the beginning to the end, it could only be this person.
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There is a Three Thousand Wind and Snow Palace at the highest point of Beilang City. It has a good name, but the person who lives in it is the biggest devil in Beilang City. The devil came to Beilang City and stayed there for ten years. It seems that he has no intention of leaving.
Beilang City is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, monsters and demons, and there is no light all year round. Only the Fengxue Three Thousand Palaces are burning with hundreds of candles day and night, and the devil never seems to leave there.
"Why don't you hate it?" The possessed Buddhist cultivator from Beilang City always came to Fengxue Sanqian Palace and asked this question every time.
One day, the devil finally spoke and said the first words in ten years: "The person I hate is dead, and the past is gone, so how can I talk about resentment?"
But he himself knows that he actually hates this world and hates millions of people in the world. Why is it that he is the only one who never gets what he wants and can never keep what he loves.
The path he took was never his choice.
Until that day, someone walked into the Three Thousand Fengxue Palace with a broken sword and stood in front of him, just like before, smiling indifferently: "How did you become possessed by the devil?"
Shen Zhuwei hoped that he would love the spotless Sword Lord Mingwei instead of the devil in Beilang City, so he clumsily imitated the charming charm of the fox demon around him and said with a smile: "Master Dao doesn't know something. This demonic path is no worse than the righteous path. What's more... Sword Lord Mingwei naturally doesn't want to become a demon. It's just that he died long ago and I took over his shell."
He thought Pei Yun would grieve and kill him with a sword in revenge, but Pei Yun lowered his eyes and looked at his stiff waist, raised his hand to clasp his wrist, and said with a chuckle: "What are you doing? Just act like a coquettish girl, don't make up nonsense stories, just tell me if you want me to accompany you in cultivating the devil."
Shen Zhuwei looked at him in shock.
Pei Yun kissed his temple: "I know, you are most afraid of being alone."
Intention: The world is full of troubles, so don't be afraid of rumors