He woke up from the ice cave and didn't remember anything. He looked at his hair and guessed it was a wolf demon.
His Dantian was broken, and it was suspected that someone had dug up the demon elixir.
I met a careless immortal cultivator again, and I felt pity for the weak Liu Fufeng who dressed him up while he was unconscious.
And then... Then he was sacrificed to the legendary murderous devil.
In the main hall on the long street, rivers of blood flowed, and the people who had just presented their treasures were beaten into a pulp.
Yin Zhu was next. He carried the treasure up to the main hall, and the Hehuan Sect members laughed: "Another reckless person comes here, thinking that he can become the sect leader's guest by relying on his beauty. It seems that he will die without a complete body again."
Above the main hall, the beauty was leaning on a golden chair. The red gauze shenghuo revealed her graceful curves. When she raised her eyes, the beauty was shocking and charming.
Yin Zhu paused, and at that moment, his heart was beating wildly.
However, everyone in your highness took a breath of air-conditioning. The hall was silent. That boy dared to look directly at the sect master! He will die soon!
The beauty, with tears in her eyes, stood up and hugged him before flying away.
Everyone in the Hehuan Sect only knew that from then on, there was only one cauldron left in the sect leader.
But has anyone told them why a pale, sickly little demon, who is a furnace, has an increasingly rosy complexion, and is showing off in the sect every day with his arms around the waist of their sect master, and a look of contentment on his face? Is this right?
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Yan Zhisu hugged a new male favorite during the day, and at night:
Yin Zhu: "You... You like that male favorite very much?"
Yan Zhisu: "I like him very much. He is very obedient."
The wolf cub was anxious: "I'm obedient too!"
Yan Zhisu chuckled: "Oh~ Really? Don't let me be so tired again that night!"
The tips of Yin Zhu's ears turned red: "Okay."
The next day, Yan Zhisu got up from the red tent with a sore waist and weak legs, and said angrily:
I will never believe this dog man again!
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1. The silver candle is an attack, and it is very powerful.
2. The copy may be changed at any time before it is published.
3. Not suitable for extreme attack/control.
4. The protagonist is not a perfect character.
Purpose: Cherish every moment
