Xiao Xinghe, known as Lord Guanghan, is a great god respected by everyone in the world of cultivation. Because his beloved disciple's hometown was being detained, he chased and killed the little devil who took away his hometown.
Unexpectedly, this little devil is really different from ordinary little devils.
This little devil is full of tricks and is a good showman. He can also speak loudly and confuse right and wrong with his mouth.
One second the two of them were having a decisive battle, and the next second the little devil was covering his chest: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuachntiera, you hurt me! If you don't love me enough, you'll kill me."
Xiao Xinghe's heart: I'm not! I don't!
Little Devil: "You take off my clothes, you touch me!"
Xiaoxinghe can't argue with anyone, and it snows in June. It's really unjust.
Little Devil: The Great God of Cultivation, Mr. Guanghan, loves me so much that he pursues me relentlessly. If he can't get my heart, he wants to get my person by force. When we met, he took off my clothes and forced me to sleep in the same room with him at night!
Hundreds of Immortals: I didn't expect you, Mr. Guanghan, to be such a person!
Xiao Xinghe: Who would have thought that just because I was helping my apprentice to hunt down a person, the wind review would be completely ruined.
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A generation of demonic saints was forced to commit suicide, and the whereabouts of her peerless skills are unknown.
When he was young, Mu Xingyuan left Kyushu in embarrassment with blood and hatred, and later turned into a "ghost" and returned to Kyushu for revenge.
The little devil is very squeamish, he can't do anything, and he acts like a spoiled brat so he doesn't get the first place.
Originally, he wanted to go to Kyushu to cause a bloody storm, but as soon as he took the first step, he fell into the hands of the master of hundreds of immortal schools.
Little Devil:......
Instead of disturbing the situation as expected, he lost half his life. In the end, he still had to rely on his wife to make ends meet.
Intention: Origin cannot define good and evil. Although we are in mud, we will definitely be able to bloom pure white flowers.
