Jiang Zhuyue, a poor swordsman of a generation, was plotted and possessed by his rival's apprentice.
The enemy is a famous immortal, but she is the only one who knows how ruthless and ruthless he is, and she must retaliate.
In order to protect the vest, Jiang Zhuyue could only use the training resources of his sect while conscientiously playing the role of a well-behaved and obedient disciple.
She thought her life would go on so peacefully, but one day, she learned from two good disciples that the body she was looking for was actually in his hands.
Jiang Zhuyue was shocked: Good guy, so he is still a pervert?
In order to regain her body, she had no choice but to choose an auspicious day and sneak into his cave late at night. However, she was discovered by him unexpectedly and in desperation, she took out her natal sword.
Then, her nemesis looked at her unkindly.
Jiang Zhuyue: Oh, it's all over, I've lost my horse.
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Xie Qingyi hated Jiang Zhuyue all his life.
I hate that she doesn't care about her own life, I hate that she doesn't listen to his words, I hate that there are only all the people in the world in her heart but she can't let go of him.
Until one day, the soul lamp he lit for her went out, and he rushed there like crazy, but only brought back a cold body.
He hated her even more, hating how she could leave him alone with peace of mind.
In order to retrieve her soul, he tried all the methods in the world but to no avail.
But just when he was about to go down to accompany her, the familiar sword appeared on his little transparent apprentice.
He finally smiled, but he laughed and cried again.
He thought that God would treat him well.
Great, Jiang Zhuyue, now you will never be able to repay what you owe me in your lifetime.
Intention: Suffering is nothing
