
Modern Madmen Traveled Through Time to Become Yang Guo and Disrupted the Shendiao River
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When a ray of modern soul crashes into the thousand-year-old world, who can still distinguish the boundary between dreams and reality? On a rainy night, at the foot of the Divine Eagle Cliff, a young man in black stood in front of the Broken Dragon Stone, his cloak hunting like a knife. He is not the original Yang Guo, but he is reborn with the memory and hatred of the original owner. When he first entered the world, he didn't understand etiquette and didn't abide by the rules. He only relied on his passion and unruly nature to create waves among Quanzhen Sect, Jueqing Valley, and Xiangyang City. Guo Fu's sword kept cutting off fate, but Xiao Longnu's eyes locked his soul. He originally wanted to change his destiny against the will of heaven, but found that the world was already full of fate's snares. Act 1: Dilemma He walked alone in the lonely peak of Lengyue, facing heavy oppression from the indifferent masters, hostile forces and the rules of the world. The bullying in the past turned into anger, and now he is trapped in the Valley of Heartlessness. Gongsun Zhi hides murderous intentions and works hard at every step. He fought against the conspiracy like a madman, but was repeatedly frustrated - every trust was betrayed, and every time he took action, he was in deep trouble. Act Two: Turning point Zhou Botong's laughter broke the deadlock, and the old naughty boy's left-right fighting ignited the light of martial arts in his heart. He traveled all over the mountains in search of loneliness and the sword intention of defeat. Accompanied by the divine eagle, he realized his own sword path. He is no longer the reckless young man, but a Condor Hero holding a long sword and stepping on the wind and clouds. Act Three: The Price When he finally stood at the top of the martial arts world, he found that his beloved had gone far away, and his grudges were entangled and entangled. He once vowed to protect everything, but lost too much in the torrent of rivers and lakes. He won the respect of the world, but also shouldered a heavy past. If fate were a sword, would one dare to cut it?
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