The text is in third person! ! ! Only the first person of the copywriting! ! !
Master often tells me that I am a saint of the devil, and the rise and fall of the devil depends on me.
There is chaos within the demonic path, and outside the immortal sect, Yan Qing, from the Taiqing sect, has an astonishing cultivation level. The power of one person has suppressed both the immortal and demonic paths for hundreds of years.
Master thought of a way to make me join the Immortal Sect and become Yan Qingnong's disciple, and develop a forbidden relationship between master and disciple. She will live and die for me from now on.
But how do I know how to seduce people?
I cared deeply about her, asking for her welfare, but Yanjun was a cold beauty and was unmoved by this.
One day, she passed through the inner demon tribulation, and I was a member of the demonic path, so I took advantage of the opportunity.
I kissed her fingertips and tried my best to tease her. She looked at me coldly and scolded me: "Rebel, you have no shame."
But there were two thin blushes on his face.
I understand, but it's just a matter of duplicity!
I kept doing the same thing for three days, until one day, she, who was supposed to be a gentleman, frowned when she saw what I was doing, and said, "I gave you a chance, but you asked for it." She pushed me down and tied me to the bed.
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Later, when my identity was revealed, her cultivation was ruined, and her sect was destroyed, she said she owed me this.
Later, the world was vast and vast, but I couldn't find her everywhere.
"I know that there is no cold or heat in your immortal bones, and it will be the same as in the evening when we meet again after a thousand years."
Intention: People should know how to be grateful.
