Yan Bai is a demon lurking in the human race. He went to the Sword Tomb to steal and was stabbed twenty years ago by his enemy.
At the beginning of her resurrection, she only thought that this uncle was sick, and she wanted to make friends with him because of his outstanding talent in swordsmanship. She did not expect that this was the enemy that she had been entangled with for ten years in her previous life.
They were friends who talked about Taoism and swordsmanship, and for some reason they became quasi-Taoist lovers.
Later, recalling the past——
Yan Bai was shocked: "Maybe I don't like you at all, I'm just pretending."
Mo Fengyue brushed away the blood on her face and curled her lips coldly.
"So what, you'd better keep pretending for the rest of your life..."
Note:
1v1, he.
Intention: Act without embellishment
