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Xie Qingyu, the young master of Nanzhou, was born with a strange disease.
Wherever he goes, the spiritual energy is exhausted, the treasure light is dim, and the heavens often go crazy and send down thunder and calamity to strike people.
The good and the evil gnashed their teeth: "This scourge! It should be killed on the spot!"
The wanted Xie Qingyu ate well, slept well, and regained her energy. She spent a lot of money to buy the news about the family sect in Tianji Pavilion, and planned to choose the next long-term meal ticket to make ends meet.
After taking a look, he realized something was wrong!
Xie Qingyu: "..."
Oh, are they all acquaintances?
Under forced circumstances, Xie Qingyu decided to go to the island of the Evil Man, which was rumored to have no survivors, was full of spiritual stones, and was domineering and protective. If he wanted to gain a foothold, he had to learn to hug his thighs!
Bundle the golden thighs!
Be the younger brother of the strongest person in the world of cultivation!
Flattering massages and telling stories to lull him to sleep, cooking and making soups...
After being drunk, he accidentally fell into Cen Wujiu's arms. His whole body was shaking slightly, and he cried with red eyes:
"Immortal Master, Ananda doesn't want to leave your side... Why is Ananda a mortal..." The soft rice is so delicious!
The man who was like Jiutian banishing an immortal said coldly: "Silence."
"..." Xie Qingyu rolled her eyes, with an expression on her face that was about to faint with grief.
After this night, everyone in the world knew that this killing sword cultivator had a beautiful mortal Taoist companion, who was like a pearl or a treasure. It was the bright moon hanging in the sky that illuminated me alone. I collected countless heavenly and earthly treasures just to make my wife happy~
Worried that Cen Wujiu would notice that he had fabricated a false identity and deceived him
He ended up being executed in a hurry
Xie Qingyu found an opportunity and jumped into the endless sea to escape to her death.
After living in the human world, he became known as a swordsman monster and lost piles of his vest——
"Damn it, disciple! I didn't recognize the little elder! I still learned my swordsmanship from you!"
"Chief, our leader misses you so much. We talk about you eight hundred times a day. When will you go back?"
"And we... Oh, stop crowding, that's our Holy Son!"
"Tch! That's still our guest..."
Even though he later became a demon, there were still little demons eager to try:
"Demon Lord, when are we going to attack the world of cultivation!"
The night the plan came through, Xie Qingyu was captured alive by Cen Wujiu, his slender hands and feet were chained, and he was imprisoned in a cell carefully prepared by the man.
Spent a long, dark night.
Cen Wujiu gently pinched his neck, biting the corner of his mouth until it was broken and bleeding, his eyes were red, and there was a hint of pleading in his hoarse voice:
"Little liar! Where else are you going? Do you still dare to run?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuah... I was wrong!" Idiot! Is it a dog?
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Intention: Skyrocket to 90,000 miles
