It Turns Out That Junior Sister Is the Bai Yueguang of the World of Cultivation.

Heartthrob | Falling Horse | Widowmaker Literature | Xiong Jing Shura Field | [The male protagonist who is a madman with the skin of a saint and a widower with bones × the charming female protagonist who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger] A desperate and insane widower's long journey to find his wife… The witch Fuxiang, whom everyone wanted to kill, died on that cold snowy night. She was born with orthodox Taoism and a genius. Her master was the venerable master of the Beiwei Immortal Sect and loved her very much. Her senior brother was a leader in swordsmanship and doted on her. Her childhood sweetheart, the young master of Wushan, was a rare gem in Yingzhou, a perfect match for her. Fuxiang is favored by thousands of people and is a treasure that the sect holds in the palm of their hands. And she remembers everyone's preferences and will hold a lamp for them in front of the mountain gate on a moonlit night. It's a pity—— She is just the comparison group for the heroine of the ancient group favorite novel. It wasn't until she was imprisoned in an ice prison and her spiritual veins and bones were crushed that she realized that she was a substitute and a puppet. She was poisoned and her life was short. However, she was surrounded by tigers and wolves, and even her flesh and blood had been calculated... Just for the "white moonlight" in their hearts. Her life was simply not worth it. Under the soul-killing formation, Fu Xiang thought that if there was an afterlife, she would never be a blind person. Fortunately, the sky has eyes. When she opened her eyes, she was reborn and returned to more than 20 years ago. Fuxiang:? ! What are you waiting for? Run away! ! * An earth-shattering event occurred in Yingzhou recently. It is said that the useless disciple of Jixi Immortal Palace won the leader of the Immortal Sect Qing Meeting. After that, he searched for holy objects, pacified the ghost realm, and saved thousands of people from fire and water. Everywhere he went, the streets were deserted. But what makes the world talk about it more is her unresolved peach blossom debts. It is rumored that the Immortal Lord dug out a pair of glazed eyes for her and turned into a demon. The senior brother abandoned the sect's foundation and ignored it. The young master of Wushan deposed the golden elixir just to ask for her forgiveness. The young master of Zhongtian became an enemy of Xuanmen just because of her. But the craziest thing among them is the emperor wearing a vest. * Ji Yuanlan became famous at a young age, became a saint at the age of eighteen, and became famous as a cultivator. He is the supreme power in Yingzhou, and he is also a widower whose wife has died. In front of others, he acted like a saint, gentle and kind, but everyone in Xuanmen knew that the emperor, who had always been calm, went crazy and almost massacred Yingzhou after his wife died. Aloof, he cried blindly while holding the body helplessly like a child. After that, he spent every day in the same coffin and pillow with his deceased wife, tying his eyebrows and hair for her, and indulged in his fantasy. It wasn't until the corpse finally died and decayed that Ji Yuanlan regained consciousness. He arranged all the funeral arrangements, then put on his wedding clothes with a smile, kissed her cold lips, and died for his wife. But he can't die. Later, when the immortal sect offered beauties with similar looks in an attempt to flatter him, he had their muscles cramped, their bones peeled off, and they were burned and killed by doves. After searching for his dead wife's soul for many years to no avail, Ji Yuanlan seemed to admit and accept this reality. He became calm, depressed and sinister. At first Fuxiang was the vessel for his dead wife to come back to life. Every night when I look at her face, the bonding seal in Ji Yuanlan's soul will hurt like a bone. He rubbed her delicate neck with his fingers, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Later, he looked at Fuxiang's peaceful sleeping face and leaned over to listen to her whispering little words to him in her sleep. His eyes were filled with emotions, like a beast on the verge of losing control. Later—— He pressed her against the bed, clasping her waist tightly, looking at his wife who had lost her memory and was on guard against him. Ji Yuanlan controlled his desire to lock up the person in front of him, his eyes were scarlet and scary, but his tone was as gentle as water, "Where are you going? Looking for your senior brother?" Ji Yuanlan gently stroked her earlobe, but when the tip of his nose was buried in the crook of her neck, his arms tightened so hard that veins popped out. After a long time, he smiled and said: "Don't be too late, I will pick you up." —— Small Theater 1: The Immortal Boy asked: Emperor, how did you feel when the Immortal did not remember you and there were a group of competitors around you? Impermanence Epilepsy (Emperor Master): My Taoist companion is so good, it is natural that some people like me, I am naturally graceful and generous (my face has gradually become ferocious) The boy asked again: How do you win the favor of the Immortal again? The Emperor smiled: Of course it is because of the love engraved in our souls. Fuxiang: Liar! It's this old widower who pretends to be pitiful! I feel sorry for him, it's all because of his behavior! ! Small Theater 2: "I have been a widow for twenty years, and I never imagined that my wife would have three fiancés by her side..." The candlelight reflected the intertwined figures in the curtains, and Ji Yuanlan's slender fingers pressed into her lips, "The men outside are used to seducing people, it's all their fault..." "But how good are they?" Taking her hand and touching his chest, Ji Yuanlan leaned over and moved heavily, panting and asking, "Am I better, what do you think?" Fuxiang's head hit the pillar, and Ji Yuanlan used his hand to protect her head. She looked vaguely into those gloomy eyes and trembled, "Why... Are you... Playing a tantrum with me again?" On the second day, Fuxiang wrote in grief and anger "After this old widower who had killed a thousand swords was found again, he always worried about gains and losses and felt insecure, so much so that he always went crazy. I was tortured on the bed every day until I almost died... My friend, what should I do? Please help me!" —— #Finally found my wife and found that she has n more fiancés# #The status of the principal wife, the behavior of the mistress# #When we first met, you said that I was an enemy, and later you said that I was an old friend, but you never knew that on the banks of the Surabaya River and under the parasol trees, we were once lovers who were bound to life and death. # Food guide *sc, 1v1, he, xp release *In the previous life, the sects were very cruel to the crematorium and group portraits. *Not a heroine, but my daughter is a heartthrob, and there are many single arrows in the all direction *The men in the show are all wet and crazy, have low morals and are abnormal, fighting and grabbing. *Non-traditional Xianxia, with many private settings *This is not a stock-buying article, and the male protagonist is not changed. The author loves widowers. The essence of a widower is fragility and madness, humility and control. A widower who protects his deceased wife... It's cool! Intention: To live towards death