Micro group portraits, each with a CP, a bit cruel, the author will update it steadily. [Under the white flower tree, there is white wine buried. I invite you to come and go to the underworld together.
Forty years ago, when Zhou Wu was going through the 100-year-old Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, the connection between her and Xie Zheng was suddenly cut off. She broke the taboo and rushed to the Buzhou Mountain battlefield, but he disappeared in front of her eyes covered in blood. She collapsed on the ground and saw only the dead souls of Baishan disciples all over the mountain, and their spiritual power scattered everywhere.
She turned around and merged
In Luoyan Township, Zhou Wu was rescued two years ago. When she woke up, she only had two years of memory. Fortunately... She still remembered her name and spiritual veins... Only half of it. Don't panic. She picked up a precious apprentice, and then a cheap senior brother.
The three of them each have their own agendas and have joined the last sect in Zhoutian Continent. Are you sad? Nothing... Everything... Is different at all.
Zhou Wu: "I'll treat you to a drink..."
Xie Zheng: "I'll... Kill someone first!"
Zhou Wu: "I'm here to treat you to dinner..."
Xie Zheng: "I'll teach you the Black Evil Curse..."
Xiao Qi: "You are finally here..."
Wen Yan: "I am a demon..."
... Fading away, we meet again.
"Today... Can't do it" "Isn't this okay? "
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