The Whole Sect Is Playing Me

"Ashu, drink it while it's hot." The senior brother held the sweet soup with a gentle look on his face. Everyone thought that Xiao Yunshu was the most favored junior sister of the Qinglan Sect—the senior brother personally guarded the bed, the senior sister peeled her fruit with a spiritual sword, and even the monsters obeyed her when they saw her. Until she overheard the truth: "The nine-yin body must be sacrificed on the night of the full moon, and she is the container!" All the favor is for a blood sacrifice. But when she rushed to the forbidden area in despair, Mu Ziyan tore open the barrier: "Don't trust anyone." At the ceremony, this "gentle senior brother" cut off the formation with a sword, and his white hair flew flying: "I have guarded this sect for two hundred years just to destroy it today!" They are enemies in the world. He blocks the sword for her, pushes her off the cliff, and uses all his tenderness to set up a chess game where his life is at stake. When the Qinglan Sect was reduced to ruins, a one-armed man on crutches stood in front of the ruined temple and smiled bitterly: "Girl, I am not allowed to ask for a signature." She smiled: "I don't ask for signatures, I'm here to collect debts - you owe me a wedding and meal tickets for the rest of your life."