I Embodied the World of Fairy Swords

I don't understand what everyone is bragging about! What's there to show off?

By the way, even the country doesn't know about what the protagonist has shown? The police didn't report it? Also, what's there to show off about level?

I really envy you level six people.

The Tang knife can be put down after breaking it. If you don't use steel balls, steel nails, iron sand, or put a block of ice in it, you can shoot the whole ice pick out and kill people without being detected because the ice has melted into water. Or you can just put a bucket of water and shoot the water out at an extremely fast speed, just like a high-pressure water jet. To have this kind of ability, you must have imagination, otherwise it will be in vain. This is like the fruit ability in One Piece, which cannot be developed well. Even powerful fruits become waste.

I have been looking for this type of book. The ones I find are either not to my liking or written randomly. This book perfectly suits my taste. I hope the author can write more.

Personally, I like this theme very much. I hope that the author's subsequent writing will not be like the way I have seen writing fairy sword themes. He directly finds the protagonist and changes the fate of the heroine. He just gets what he needs and ignores the rest. The emotional line is all touched in one stroke. The rhythm is too fast and I don't know how to write it.

Dog Girl Internet Celebrity Bah, disgusting to death, slipped away

Isn't it just a level? Isn't it just reading time? Who doesn't.

There seems to be a wall between us. We look at each other through the wall. You are waiting for me on the other side of the wall. I didn't choose to go there because I was afraid of meeting you at the wrong time and at the wrong place. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it I don't know whether to be happy or sad. You never seem to be afraid of losing me, You only look panicked when someone shows up. I don't mean to blame you, I just feel that I worked hard to get along with you, and in the end, I could only watch you leave me from a distance, but I didn't even have a chance to participate, which made me look particularly boring. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I lied to myself that I can do it with or without you. It was only when someone else appeared in front of me that I realized that you cannot be replaced. I want to write longer sentences about summer, and I want to spend the beautiful days slower. It was only later that I realized that the things you care about too much will always torture you, but even though I knew it was torture, I was already in too deep. I wanted to leave quietly, but you chased me without hesitation. I still yearn for you, but I don't have any hope. Lively people are easy to leave, slow-hearted people are the most affectionate, and people's so-called regrets are still unwilling to give up. It turns out that from beginning to end, I am just an interlude in front of you, an interlude for you to make a transition. But the ending is always such a drama, but you are getting tired of it, and I have just entered the drama. When I passed by you, there was no wave in my heart. Maybe I ignored too much for you, or maybe the person I just passed by looked familiar, interrupting my thoughts. I seem to have met him somewhere, and I feel like he and I are a bit similar, we both know the outcome, we are equally cautious, but we are also equally incompetent. The endless sadness can only be treated as a joke, and the unforgettable past has to be blown away by the wind. But what I don't know is whether you will have regrets when you think back to this scene. Oh, but why regret it? It's impossible.

The book looks good and relaxing. I hope it will be updated more often. I am currently in a book shortage.