Bai Xiaomo has always thought of himself as a devil in the world, with a bad fate, but he died a worthy death.
The young Master Chu Sheng, who was deliberately trying to climb from a humble commoner to a person above ten thousand people, was only one step away from the empress of the Shengyou Dynasty. He rushed to the battlefield and started a war between three dynasties. However, he turned around and was killed by his childhood sweetheart, who stabbed his heart and died.
After falling into hell for three hundred years, she was not willing to die like this, working hard all her life in vain.
Every day, greetings to the Hell Secretary.
"This is my life, but it's not the fate I deserve."
The left hand destroyed the three divisions of hell and shocked the three realms.
"I don't believe in fate——"
On the right hand side, there are temples in the Yangjian, spreading all over the world.
The King of Hell had nothing to do with her and avoided seeing her, just because there was someone above who didn't want her to go back.
It is true that she died unjustly, so she ordered all the ghosts in hell not to mess with her.
And she will never have the chance to go back, redress her grievances, and get what she deserves.
Three hundred years later, Bai Xiaomo remained in loneliness, persisting and passing away.
"Couldn't someone somehow resurrect me?"
One word becomes a prophecy.
However, the world has become a living hell.
Political enemies ascended to the position of queen and wreaked havoc during the three dynasties.
The sound of wailing is endless.
"Please, ancestor, save me, it's like fire and water! Let's bring peace to the world!"
The Eighteen Immortal Sects were tragically exterminated, but the general who had been dormant for three hundred years was finally resurrected!
Due to the cross-border crossing, the resurrected Bai Xiaomo lost almost all his immortal power.
His eyes darkened a few degrees, and the road to revenge and recovery was far away.
"Everyone in the world wants me to die! I want to live!"
"No matter how difficult the road ahead is, unless I am crushed to pieces and my soul is shattered, I will never admit defeat from my mouth."
The position of the empress was once within easy reach, and the three dynasties that checked and balanced each other were like a game of chess, with all the pieces thrown off and all disrupted.
"But don't forget, there is me."
She forgot him, he was infatuated, looking for her, but forgot her.
The two met again with completely different identities.
A noble messenger of yin and yang, a down-and-out war survivor.
What doesn't change is nature.
She is loyal and loyal, and he is as gentle as jade;
She is unruly and unruly, but he restrains his loyalty;
She must retaliate for her anger, and he understands his love clearly.
Machiavellian strategy, group portraits, mutual protection.
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Description: The male protagonist heals the female protagonist and heals each other. There will be some misery in the early stage, but it will be better in the later stage.
Intention: I have no control over my destiny