Five dynasties and nine meridians, the six spirits have no end. Once you ask for the sword, it takes ten years to ask for the soul. I wish Yu was born with spiritual bones. On a rainy night, he knelt down and resigned from his relatives to seek the way to the Sword Lord Hall.
Later, everyone said that Zhu Yu, the elder sister of the Sword Master Palace, had a cold face, a kind heart, and unique talent, and she would definitely be the next generation co-master of the six sects.
Little did he know that Zhu Yu had been waiting for many years, only waiting for his twenty-four souls to return to his destiny.
The blood feud is so deep, when will we be able to overcome it? The rusty moon cuts down the building, who can stop it?
When his soul was completely destroyed, Zhu Yu was in a trance.
Life is like a big dream, and how many cold winters come after it?
The answer is: Kill yourself, give birth to yourself, and become yourself.
Halfway through writing, I wanted to change the male lead. We have written chapter 42 so far. Guess who the male protagonist will be. Hee hee, it feels like the prince looks more attractive to us, Ayu?
I like it if it looks good