The Monk’s Revenge Bride

Prologue

I was Qing She.

Eight hundred years ago, I ruined Fa Hai's cultivation with a beauty trap.

I didn't expect this monk to hold such a grudge.

He even kept up with the times and used GPS to locate me.

When he pinned me against the ruins of Leifeng Pagoda, I was still cursing the dead monk for not playing fair.

But the next second I realized something was wrong.

He had changed his way of subduing demons too.

"Wait, wait! What kind of high monk are you!"

"Eight hundred years," he bit my earlobe, "it's time to exorcise the demon in a different way."