There is a dream in the past life and the fate of this life

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Twenty years ago, there was a great chaos in the underworld.

Old Yan Wang was dying, and before he died of illness, he summoned his seven sons and promised each of them a wish.

That was probably the most united time among their six sons who had their own thoughts. They spoke with one voice and respectfully surrendered to their father's bedside, earnestly speaking, and only hoped that the king's father would be healthy as soon as possible.

Only Feng Shunyun, the most inconspicuous youngest son on weekdays, knelt down in front of his father devoutly and resolutely, with sonorous eyes: "Father, I want to be the king of Hades, and I will be the king of the underworld. You can rest assured." .”

The rest of the brothers all changed their complexions in an instant, staring at the brash brat with fiery eyes, and what was even more frightening was that their father, who was dying of illness, might nod his head in the next second: "Okay. "

Fortunately, he just smiled slightly, said "everything has its own will", closed his eyes, and drove west.

To dominate a world, which is equivalent to the sky-high position of Hades, who would be willing to give it up, and Feng Shunyun, who has become such a young bird, has become the target of public criticism.

Even though the six elder brothers all have ulterior motives, getting rid of this enemy who dares to have unreasonable thoughts is the top priority.

Therefore, Feng Shunyun fought against six with one, and was outnumbered. Naturally, he was defeated like water.

Seriously injured, he tried his best to escape to the world, and fled to the foot of Jiutian Mountain.

He fell down by the clear, fishless stream, and had no strength left to stand up.His natural pride made him cold when he begged for help.

Seeing the woman in the red dress fluttering towards him, his heart was obviously moved and joyful full of hope, but when he opened his mouth, it became a cold order.

"Save me, I will repay you later."

The girl was extremely beautiful, and she was not a person to provoke, she approached him with a bit of sarcasm on her face.

"I have such a bad temper, but I'm pretty good looking. I'm the goddess on Jiutian Mountain. My kiss can save a person. Do you want to try it?"

His heart was racing with anger, and he feared that his brother's pursuers would be approaching, so he braced himself and pecked her lips like a chicken.

And the slap she immediately raised her sleeves and dropped really made him very enlightened.

Being frivolous, shameless and aggressive was his first impression of Liu Qingchen, which was very bad.

Tsundere, spineless and lustful, was Liu Qingchen's first impression of him, and it was also very bad.

I didn't like it at first sight, but I thought that every year after that, it would be an annoyance between the two.

But when Liu Qingchen pulled him up somewhat rudely, threw him on his back in a not-so-gentle manner, and leaned over her thin body, feeling her strenuous step by step, he was so moved that he wanted to cry.

Her home is in a lush bamboo forest in the mountains.The bamboo hut does not look shabby at all, but it looks like a paradise, a good place for health and immortality.

There were two other women in the room, one was older, she called her A Niang, and the other was about her size, she called her: "Ah Yan."

The woman seemed a bit shy, she hid behind A Niang and stared at him with slick eyes, when he found out by accident, half of her face turned red.

Compared with Liu Qingchen's boldness and decisiveness, Liu Qingyan's shy and silent temperament, like a lotus flower, is indeed more attractive to people.

Liu Qingchen couldn't care about the eye contact between these two people at all, when she cut open his bloody clothes to reveal the wound the size of a steamed bun, her hands trembled unnaturally.

There was also a broken halberd stuck in it, she told A Niang to prepare the knife, lit the candle, and when the tip of the knife burned by the flames was inserted into his body, sweat dripped from her forehead.

But she was very stubborn, even if her tone was already unstable: "Don't be afraid, I am very good at swordsmanship, and I won't hurt you."

Amidst the severe pain, he could still laugh so captivatingly. When she was in a daze and didn't dare to move any more, he held her slightly cold little hand with his right hand, and thrust the knife into it a little bit.

"It's okay, I'm very patient."

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