From Mad Dog to Immortal, I Just Want to Marry You

He was once the number one genius of the Tianyuan Sect, with fluttering white clothes and a sword that could defeat all kinds of magic. After her death, he became the most shameless mad dog in the world of immortality. I squatted at the gate of the city and ate cold steamed buns. I was slapped by a female cultivator and still smiled and said, "Sister, your hands are so soft." She could kneel down, laugh, or roll around anyone she met. Everyone thought he was useless. Until that day, the Tianyuan Sect disciples were surrounded and killed in Zhaixing Pavilion, and the three foundation-building monks in the ruined temple were about to die on the spot. He stood up and pulled out a rusty iron sword from his arms. One sword blocked Yuan Yingqi's full blow. "Who are you?" "A man in debt." He once knelt in front of the Ten Thousand Demonic Array for three days and three nights, burying his white clothes and sword with his own hands. He was once teased for being "like a dog", but instead of drawing his sword, he just turned his head and kept walking. He owed Su Wanqing a life and owed Gu Qinghan a promise. For three hundred years, he had knelt down, gone crazy, calculated, and guarded. From Shen Hanyi to Shen Madman, from Shen Chi to Shen An. The broken hairpin is in my arms, my black hair is on my side, and my copper plate is in my hand. Everyone who looked down on him thought the dog had its spine broken. Until he reached the forbidden area of Guixu, he pulled out the rusty sword and said to the Lord of Guixu those words that shocked the three realms—— "Silly b, I want you to die." Then he brushed the sword back into its sheath and said softly: "Worth it."