The Unlucky Guy Who Reads Files Infinitely Meets the Violent Female Devil.

On the first day of time travel, Chen Xiaosheng experienced the most exciting event in the world of immortality, and was beheaded while kneeling. Good news: He's activated the time-travel system. Bad news: This system can only go back five seconds. As a result, a strange scene appeared on the Demon Sect's execution platform. An ant in the Qi training stage was tied into a rice dumpling and snapped his fingers crazily the moment the knife fell. I chopped him down more than 300 times, but he didn't kill him. What's even weirder is the one on the high platform. Shen Rongyu, the leader of the Demon Sect, the most beautiful woman in the world, the perfect golden elixir. One sword could flatten half of a mountain, but it couldn't kill the qi-training waste with frightened eyes in front of him. She drew her sword and pierced him, and he snapped his fingers. She drew the sword again, pierced it again, and he snapped his fingers again. The damaged area of ​​the golden elixir hurt as if someone was pricking it with a needle. She finally understood one thing: If she keeps killing like this, she might be the one who dies. "Take the person down and lock him up." In this way, Chen Xiaosheng survived in a daze. But this is just the beginning. There is no good person in this demon sect. What to do? "The magic sect's cultivation relies on elixirs, animal elixirs, dual cultivation, devouring, and seizing bodies." He looked at the pretty face in the mirror and was silent for a long time. Then grinned. Since you can't be a good person, then be a devil. Isn't it just taking pills? Eat! Isn't it just swallowing? Swallow! Isn't it just seizing one's body? Take it! Anyway, he can turn back. It doesn't matter if you die a few times, you'll get used to it. As for the female devil who stabbed him thirty-seven times... Chen Xiaosheng glanced at the figure in white clothes on the high platform and looked away. Some accounts can be calculated slowly in bed. After all, he has plenty of time. . .