Social worker Lin Xiaoyu died suddenly while staying up late to catch up on "The Path to Immortality". When she opened her eyes, she was transformed into the "Poisonous Lotus" saint of the demon sect of the same name in the book - she was holding a silver needle to plant the "Erotic Mood Gu" on the male protagonist Gu Qianchen. Recalling the ending in the original book where she was stabbed through the heart by his sword, she decisively flicked the needle: "This Gu will sow whatever he likes. I'll go to the Lingshan Room to grab the strawberry porridge first!"
Unexpectedly, the aloof Immortal Lord has been entangled with her since then: first, he used sword energy to cut the ends of her hair in the secret realm, and then secretly watched her in the Demon Sect cafeteria, picking up worms (crossed out) and cultivating gu. Lin Xiaoyu discovered that this man kept saying "fairies and demons are incompatible", but the magnolia flower in her hair was embroidered on her sleeves, and the red mole on her palm was exactly the same as the one on her heart. The most outrageous thing is that she raised Love Gu into a pet "Little Green" that can speak human language, but he secretly filled the jade slips with her emoticons - the akimbo version, the soul-stealing porridge version, and the hair stuck with icing sugar version.
When the soul-destroying insects attacked the Demon Sect, Gu Qianchen stepped forward with his sword, but kept a distance of three feet from her: "Holy girl, open the window." The wind of the sword swept across her temples, and he always used his body to block all the insect corpses, but the poison corroded holes in his sleeves. Lin Xiaoyu looked at the thin red tip of his ears and suddenly remembered the details that were not written in the book——
It turns out that a thousand years ago, he was a sickly fairy boy brought up by her, and her fairy bone was the sword spirit of his sword.
"Gu Qianchen, you are avenging a private vendetta!" She asked, holding up his secretly saved emoticon bag.
He lowered his eyes and chuckled, and traced the red mole on her palm with his fingertips: "Thousands of years ago, you said you would wait for me to grow up, but now I am here to collect debts - to ask for your favoritism in one life, your connivance in the second, and your third..." He suddenly raised his head, and the tear mole at the end of his eye shimmered under the candlelight, "I want to ask you to avoid me anymore."
Intention: Chase Dare to Chase Love