After Killing the Scumbag, My Mortal Enemy Confessed to Me

I have been in love with him for decades. The night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber. His face was covered with blood and his eyes looked crazy. He was holding the bloody demon pill that had just been dug out of my body and laughed loudly: "Xiangyang, since you love me, you should help me become an immortal!" Half a year later. I was nestled in the arms of my mortal enemy, listening to him kneel down and kowtow to say hello: "The little immortal pays his respects to the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen of Heaven." Intention: love