I, Jin Yiwei, Send Black Silk Stockings to the Cold Saint.

Meng Qingyu traveled to another world, became the banner of the Imperial Guard of Dashun Kingdom, activated the martial arts selection system, and joined the Tiandao chat room. The identities of the chat room members are not simple... The Saint of the Holy Land, the Princess of Dashun, the female general of the enemy country, the world-walking Zen sect, the leader of the Tao sect... And even the demon clan fox Meizi! Meng Qingyu made black silk stockings for the Saint. Not only did she accept them, she was always aloof, but she also looked good at matching them. Eldest Princess: What, this thing is actually the best magic weapon? A certain Fox Meizi: It doesn't matter whether the magic weapon is a magic weapon or not. What matters is that it's so beautiful. I want it~ A certain talented woman: I can try it when there are no outsiders. When the saint took out the first couplet of "odd and even unchanged" and asked him to read the second couplet, thunder suddenly rolled in his heart. There are many loyal and righteous people in the army, and many people in the court flatter the old man. The sword energy blooms for thirty thousand miles, and one sword spreads across nineteen continents. Regardless of whether you are a monster, a ghost, a demon or a monster, you can kill them all with one sword. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.