Three hundred years ago, Wen Yu was a famous "three-mountain folk" in the fairy world.
Relying on the favor of her master, she is lawless:
Peeping at the Immortal Lord bathing, making the mortal princes want to die, and making the beautiful men in the demon world fall in love with each other...
Gone? Well, the higher you float, the harder you fall.
Once something goes wrong, everyone will shout: "Wen Yu! Killing a master to seize treasures and killing mortals is a crime worthy of death!"
Her aloof fiancé stood with a sword in his hand, his voice as cold as ice: "Do you have any last words?"
Before he finished speaking, the cloud-binding sword light had arrived, and his soul was gone!
Three hundred years later——
She actually crawled back without a soul.
The person who picked her up was a peach blossom fairy official with a face as clear as frost.
His fingertips brushed her remaining soul, and his words were protective: "Now that it is in my hands, I will protect you."
Wen Yu feels that this wave of rebirth... Doesn't seem to be a loss?
Until one day, the immortal official was seriously injured and exhausted.
The ordinary fairy sword in his hand suddenly overflowed with frost and clouds rose into the sky——
It was clearly the Immortal-killing sword that she had hated for three hundred years - the Cloud-Binding Sword!
Wen Yu raised his eyes with a smile, but a cold light condensed on his fingertips:
"Little Immortal Official, is it time for you to give me an explanation regarding your 'ordinary' sword?"
Intention: I know I love you, I only live for you