*Damp belly, black belly, broken Tianjiao attack × Friends of Animals, insensitive straight men
After Jiang Jinyue died, he worked in the underworld for 1,700 years, and finally wiped out his karmic debt and was able to be reincarnated.
At the last moment, the judge said that there are still people in the world who have a deep obsession with him, and he kept a piece of his soul in the world, unable to enter reincarnation.
Seventeen hundred years later, all his enemies should have turned into ashes, but there are still people who remember him?
Fortunately, Jiang Jinyue discovered that this person seemed to be his nemesis-Lin Yuan.
He wanted to catch this bitch and ask questions, but he saw Lin Yuan blowing himself up in the hut where they had been together day and night...
When she opened her eyes again, Jiang Jinyue returned to the age of seventeen before anything happened.
He hadn't met Lin Yuan yet, hadn't been exposed as a demon, and hadn't been surrounded and intercepted by everyone. He had Lin Yuan's sword pointed at his throat, and finally fell off a cliff.
After a new life, Jiang Jinyue just wanted to find a mountain col to hide in, practice in seclusion, and reach the top of the road.
He wants to avoid all of this, especially Lin Yuan!
But... Heaven did not fulfill his wish.
We still got to know Lin Yuan, and were even closer than in the previous life.
It's more like Lin Yuan has changed his gender. The Flower of the High Mountain has become a crying and laughing person, calling him brother, and has come to protect him many times to clear his name.
Until in a dangerous secret realm, the two of them were hanging by a thread, but Lin Yuan crossed several realms to kill the big monster. Jiang Jinyue came closer and saw that Lin Yuan's figure became transparent, and the bones inside glowed like a golden light. Each inch seemed to be covered with densely packed scriptures...
——The whole copy reads "Jiang Jinyue"
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It's a group portrait, most of the plot is relatively daily, and there isn't much hatred for Hai Qingtian~
Cookies, occasionally a little bit of broken glass, but the emotional line is smooth sailing without interference.
You are welcome to leave your footprints in the comments to help idiot authors get rid of the pain of single-machine coding~
Purpose: A good death is worse than a bad life, let alone a good death.
