When Xiang Qiao was lying on the hospital bed, he often had the same dream. He dreamed that he was hanging on the waist of a certain cultivator, and he was fascinated by it for countless days and nights. One day, he died of illness. In the world, she suddenly became a weak and deceitful mortal girl from an aristocratic family who was at the mercy of others. What? The start was bombed, life was like duckweed, and there would never be a day of success? Fate! Intrigues are not as good as my exquisite heart, and the weak are not as fierce as my sword. No one can stand in my way! But no matter how much she cultivates, she can never find the boss in her dreams. Until one day, the enemy on the battlefield Meet. The fairy king who has been looking for his wife for thousands of years stabs out with a sword indifferently. The heroine blocks with a backhand coldly, and the sword suddenly shatters without wind. Immortal king: I am injured, a truce. Everyone on the battlefield: ???