When Cheng Zui knew that he was just cannon fodder that appeared in less than a chapter in a novel, his sect had just been massacred by the suitors of the heartthrob protagonist Shou.
In one day, Cheng Zui was homeless, and his doting master died in the massacre. The huge sect only left the natal sword that his master had temporarily placed beside him.
After becoming drunk and becoming a demon, he practiced hard for two hundred years with the plot, and finally succeeded in revenge.
The fire that filled the sky couldn't burn away the hatred in his heart. He used the same method to vent his suffering. The protagonist's sect in the book was massacred by him alone, and the title of devil spread throughout the world of cultivation.
But in that massacre, the master's natal sword was also severely damaged, and the only thing that could save him was the elixir that the original protagonist could refine.
Cheng Zui had no choice but to take the original book's charming protagonist with him on the road in search of alchemy ingredients.
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He had known that he had been pampered since childhood, and countless people around him were flocking to him for his pure Yin Furnace physique. He had always felt that it was natural to get some things, until the demon named Cheng Zui fell from the sky, and the red sun hung high, covering the ground with devastation. Only then did he know that everything he was proud of had been destroyed from then on. He was like the bright moon in the sky stained with mud, and the imprisoned bird in the forest. One day he would ruthlessly take revenge on that demon Cheng Zui.
But when Lu Ding's physique was completely out of control, the first thing that came to his mind was not familiar friends or persistent pursuers, but the devil who had always casually put shackles on him.
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Fake gentleness, really crazy criticism, weak and weak buffs throughout the process, beautiful and strong attacks
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In the early stage, he is a squeamish and talkative person, but in the later stage, he is a reliable puppy, a heartthrob and a person who likes to complain.
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The essence is a joyful running picture and text.
Purpose: Resentment will not make us better.
