Copywriting: (Babys, please read the next book "Turning Over the World of Immortal Cultivation" first, please accept~)
Mo Chimu, who was once the senior brother of the Immortal Sect, sacrificed his life for justice for the common people and died together with the devil.
Good news: He is still alive, and the devil who has caused harm to the people for thousands of years is finally gone.
Bad news: You can only live for three or four years at most, and you have become a useless person with damaged spiritual power. A lifetime of heroes has fallen! Moreover... The memory of the devil's existence is gone in this world, and there is also a person like him forgotten.
A sect that cannot be returned to, a relative that cannot be recognized, he is alive and dead.
Fortunately, the sister who picked him up back to the teahouse kept him, and he became her younger brother and had a place to live.
Mo Chimu is no different from a mortal now, and he doesn't want to mention the tragic past, and enjoys the leisure brought by the peaceful and prosperous age. He only wants to wait for his body and soul to be extinguished, and there will be no contact with the devil in the world.
But he only lived three years in the good days. Evil things reappeared in the place where he was, and he also attracted a large number of familiar sects. By coincidence, the leader of the team was an old friend who had some entanglements. The current leader of spiritual cultivators in the same generation, Yan Hengxiu.
He had been this man's nominal senior brother for several years and defrauded this boy of a lot of money. That was all. But at the time, he loved to tease people and often made people cry.
Mo Chimu: The creditor is here, but don't think of me.
Yan Hengxiu: Stare.
And Mo Chimu was afraid that he would be caught by Yan Heng, and now he was squeezing himself to death like an ant, so he quickly took advantage of him and escaped with a handful of fragrant powder to make him faint!
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After that, Mo Chimu couldn't figure out why this kid lowered his head, grabbed his neck, and bit him until he was in a state of darkness and fluids flowed out.
Yan Hengxiu's eyes were filled with emotion: Are you still running?
Mo Chimu burst into tears: Do you mean from the hands of the best spiritual cultivator in the world?
PS:
1. Attack on secret love and unrequited love. When you are young, you cannot express emotions, so that people will misunderstand you. After losing you once, you still fight for green tea. You are indifferent and cold in front of outsiders, and you are extremely gentle to others.
2. The type that is emotionally insensitive and loves without knowing it.
3. High degree of mutual favor.
"Beauty's Mad Dog Taming Manual"
The ruthless queen is attacked by a biting mad dog
Twenty-five years after Jinghe, wars broke out on the border and uprisings continued. However, there are many aristocratic families in the capital, and treacherous ministers are in power in the court, and the people have been suffering for a long time.
Su Changxi thought so too, so she returned to the center to fight with them, fighting over Hai Qing He Yan, only to find that the biggest silverfish of the day was actually the father-in-law who was respected by all the people in the palace.
If there is another treacherous minister, thousands of treacherous ministers are still like this, then he wants all the power in the world to be in his hands!
In the forty-third year of Jinghe, the prince passed away, and four important ministers set out from the capital to pick up the prince who was far away from the country and return to the court.
In a remote corner of Shu, Su Changxi looked at the tall and oppressive man at the foot of the stairs, leaning on an armchair with his legs spread wide: "I need you to help me."
"Hmph," Xiao Fengzhang looked at the man now wearing a gorgeous robe and sneered, "Why do I feel uncomfortable being the Xiaoyao King now?"
But his eyes finally fell on Su Changxi's face, which was becoming more and more prominent and so beautiful that it seemed like a ghost.
"Unless you kneel down at my feet and beg me..."
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After that, deep inside the palace, in the most noble Qianhua Hall.
Su Changxi's collar was slightly open, with green and red marks on the lower part. She was holding a small case in her hand, with a lazy look on her face: "Qingqing, come here."
With the dragon robe on his body, the most noble man in the world knelt to his feet, held his white ankles, and clung to him inch by inch: "Bright and bright, it hurts me."
Purpose: To be an upright person
