As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills - Chapter 1127 - : 1127

The ordinary 18-year-old Edo, during a nighttime walk, finds himself in a fantasy world where he gains a mysterious power that could shape his destiny.

Yang Yan found himself becoming a corpse. But before he could stay for a minute, the lid of his coffin was opened.A stunning face appeared in front of him.Leng Biyue!As the Holy Maiden of the Fairy Maiden Sect, she possessed the quasi-empire bloodline!Blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, fell, and landed on Yang Yan's face.His eyes opened!“The Sword Dao Emperor, who was buried for 100,000 years, has come to life once again!”

Both parents deceased, Yu Tingwan lived under someone else's roof, toiling from dawn until late night without complaint.Her aunt was harsh and intended to sell her to a lecherous local squire who was past seventy.Yu Tingwan had reached her breaking point!She refused to be servile any longer!Instead of having her marriage manipulated, she would rather take charge herself.On her way back from a failed matchmaking session, she stumbled upon the Wei Family's young master, who was being carried, covered in wounds.Yu Tingwan unexpectedly felt dizzy, and suddenly her eyes were filled with red and inappropriate visions. The sound of gongs and drums filled the air as the Wei Family's young master, dressed in wedding garments, had a gloomy expression and was pushed into the bridal chamber by his mother.Who knew which unlucky girl was marrying him!Yu Tingwan saw the face of the bride who was struggling on the bed.Incredibly… it was her!!!General Wei Zhao was proud and noble, having achieved great military honors. After uncovering a colossal deception that had been plotting against him for more than ten years, he felt utterly absurd and bore a wish to die.In a border battle, he used the Cloud-breaking Spear that had slain enemies to stab himself.But he didn’t die, becoming a member of the remote Wei Family village.Throughout his life, Wei Zhao had only known darkness and despair; he thought he would never see the light.Until someone broke in.She fiercely grabbed his collar, stood on tiptoe, and gave him a peck.“Don't be ungrateful; you should secretly rejoice in marrying me.”

This story tells the life of two people, a noble only in name and an older wife from the army, married through a tentative agreement. In the bone-chilling cold, they spend their time hunting, gutting, and cooking by the fireplace. Their daily life passes peacefully. This is the warm love story recounting their daily lives.