This is the story of a shipping enthusiast who missed the Redheart Expedition, went looking for someone herself, and got tossed into the sea by a disaster.
Then she discovered she had arrived in a new world?
Xiao Yu gave a bitter smile.
I’m going to go from being an extra to being an even more forgettable extra!
But before she could even start pursuing her dream, a fugitive and master thief clamped a hand over her mouth.
From then on, she was forced to embark on a life chasing Chu and cleaning up his messes.
And so, the Ace of Clubs blossomed in the pages of the Aurora Daily.
[Ding! Mission One, “Join the Twilight Society,” completed.]
A stroke sketches the ancient military vault; only in looking back does the dead man’s double shine.
The era’s archives reveal all: a demon spirit girl whose soul-blasphemy failed.
One wave of a fan in Aurora City, and a senior disciple brother appears out of nowhere?
“So am I a witch, a shamaness, or a dancer?”
The old and new tenth halls are painted across the drifting world. Past or future, I’ll protect the mortal realm with my blade.
“Liu Qingyan, I’ve got your back. Got it?”
“I’m Xiao Yu of the Tenth Hall. From here on, I’ll take over command of the battlefield from the Unorthodox.”
A lost divine aspect in the Forbidden Sea, a soul-blasphemer who sees through everything?
Who am I?
Xiao Yu? Xiao Jinyun? Or Zhi Laihuan?
I am myself.
The deadly sins of the Forget-Worry Fate Marsh, the rose emissary of the Black Crown.
“Sorry, I’m a ‘Fate’ disaster.”
The holder of the ancient ghost-path vault, the little junior sister cursed by Heaven?
?
Darling, darling, say something.
I’ve seen a “Fate” disaster, but never someone with no fate at all.
With two disasters in hand and the Eight Divine Paths in me, who dares mess with me?
We’re the Nine Lords of the Funeral Rite. What about the tenth lord?
She’ll just have to put up with it.
My name is Xiao Yu.
I’m about to start lying.
The author's soul returns... 𓀃𓀅𓀇𓀋𓀌 The soul returns... Driving the long whip and setting up the six bridles... 𓀌𓀎𓀠𓀤𓀫 The soul is back... Crossing the mountain and singing... The soul is back... The soul is back... 𓀋𓀌𓀎𓀙𓀠 The soul returns... Sings high and triumphant... We share the same robe and enjoy the glory... 𓀋𓀠𓀤𓀥𓀫 When the soul comes back... When the soul comes back, the flaw will be revealed, and the ridicule will be like a tide; At the second watch, the expression of anger faded slightly, and the spectators began to turn their ears; At the third watch, a slight reputation sprouts, and an alliance is formed in the future; At the fifth watch, righteous men and women gather together and argue; At the tenth watch, the great Confucian scholars and the nobles are revitalized, and the sound of praise fills the thoroughfare; At the twenty-first watch, the name of the green slip will remain fragrant for thousands of years. Sigh! Nine times out of a hundred, the disadvantage lies in the delay; only by waving the keys like rain can the crowd's beaks be stopped. May your ink be as long as a long river, so that the starry night will have no regrets and readers will forget to eat.
Anyway, I will sprinkle more sugar in the front, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on later😰.
Author update soon The author's soul returns... 𓀃𓀅𓀇𓀋𓀌 The soul returns... Driving the long whip and setting up the six bridles... 𓀌𓀎𓀠𓀤𓀫 The soul is back... Crossing the mountain and singing... The soul is back... The soul is back... 𓀋𓀌𓀎𓀙𓀠 The soul returns... Sings high and triumphant... We share the same robe and enjoy the glory... 𓀋𓀠𓀤𓀥𓀫 When the soul comes back... When the soul comes back, the flaw will be revealed, and the ridicule will be like a tide; At the second watch, the expression of anger faded slightly, and the spectators began to turn their ears; At the third watch, a slight reputation sprouts, and an alliance is formed in the future; At the fifth watch, righteous men and women gather together and argue; At the tenth watch, the great Confucian scholars and the nobles are revitalized, and the sound of praise fills the thoroughfare; At the twenty-first watch, the name of the green slip will remain fragrant for thousands of years. Sigh! Nine times out of a hundred, the disadvantage lies in the delay; only by waving the keys like rain can the crowd's beaks be stopped. May your ink be as long as a long river, so that the starry night will be flawless and readers will forget to eat.
Come and support Yiyi. The writing in big words is very good [sending my heart] and it's shocking to me.
Second brush. It's really beautiful.
Super super super super super super super super beautiful
I have refreshed it several times. It looks so good. When will it be updated?
It's been a long time since I wrote Bai Ye's article. His writing style is also very good. I hope you can keep up the good work and update it.
Beautiful, really beautiful.