Zhou Ling abided by the rules and regulations throughout his life, and the point of his sword was all about the righteousness of the people.
The only exception is the white tiger secretly raised in the back mountain.
It wasn't until that night when the blood moon was in the sky and she was expelled from her master that she realized that she was not tolerated by the so-called "right way".
She walked down Qingliang Mountain with it, and they depended on each other ever since.
"Xiaobao, from now on, you and your sister will be on the run."
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Everyone knows that Demon Lord Yan Huai is violent and capricious, but they don't know that he has a secret past that he has buried deep in the dust.
When he led the demon sect members to break through Qingliang Mountain, he saw that familiar figure standing in front of him.
She actually risked her life for this master who ruthlessly abandoned her. Looking at those eyes filled with hatred, the past events came flooding back like a dam bursting.
When she hugged him, the gentle fragrance came out of her arms.
When she called "Xiaobao" in her throat, she kissed the tip of his ear.
She brushed the warm palms over his head as she bandaged his wounds.
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What she didn't know was that the spiritual pet she was looking for was the evil ghost who was about to kill her entire school.
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More than a hundred disciples of Qingliang Mountain died at the hands of the demon sect, and Zhou Ling read their names one by one at the death dojo.
Yanhuai saw her kneeling in front of the gods and Buddhas, and heard her make a determined wish.
"I would like to use my soul as a sacrifice to exchange for the eternal fall of Yanhuai."
Later, when her sword penetrated his heart, he took off his mask and leaned over to chuckle.
"Sister, I will help you realize your wish."
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The upright elder sister who is deliberately conceited, arrogant and cold in front of others, but is actually soft and bright, vs. The devil who seems cold and world-weary, but is actually arrogant and unable to withstand coaxing;
The fallen flower of the high mountain x the crazy love brain devil;
Both beauty and strength are miserable, but literature loses its horse.
Motto: Don't indulge in hatred