The reincarnation of a god mistakenly took rebirth as a book
On the seventh day when Jiang Hao entered the Xianxia novel, he hugged the mountain gate stone lion of Feng Xuanzong and refused to let go.
The original book said that this was a small, run-down sect that would be exterminated a hundred years later, but right now—
The eldest brother split the ninth level thunder calamity with one sword, the second senior sister waved her sleeves to trap the ancient beast, and even the most careless fourth senior brother, the elixir fire from the explosion furnace was able to burn through the demon lord's armor.
She carefully chose the safest talisman to repair, but burned half of the mountain while drawing the talisman.
A bronze sword emerged from the ground and pressed against her throat. The sound of the sword shook the beam and accumulated dust: "It's been three thousand years. How long will the God of Time and Fish continue to pretend to have amnesia?"
The entire sect knew that something was wrong with the junior sister.
She always stares at the dead green lotus in the back mountain and is stunned. The most terrible thing is——
Xie Xuan, the brilliant chief of the Changyang Sect, looked at her like a poisoned hook.
The day Song Shi'an first met Jiang Hao, he crushed the phoenix jade pendant left by his mother.
The green lotus hairpin in the girl's hair was exactly the same as the painting in his arms, but the divine mark on her wrist burned so hard that his demonic marks hurt.
On the night when the illusion of Jiuxuan Pagoda was shattered, he pinched Jiang Hao's waist and pressed it against the Phoenix Totem: "Three hundred years ago, you cut out half of your divine heart to save my father. What do you want me to give you in return? This Phoenix Yuan Dan? Or..."
He licked the blood from the corners of her lips and burned the fallen angel puppets with the wings of fire behind his back: "Why don't I give you my own compensation?"
She thought she could survive by avoiding the original plot, but little did she know that she was a sacrifice in the world-destroying script.
The book you thought was worn is just a dream of the gods
Purpose: Love is the courage to live towards death