[The scheming Yibi Xuan Bone Master Xiao Cha × the witty Yibi Superpower Realm Feng Baobao] (Lightning protection: pure YY, reject archeology, please stop if you feel uncomfortable)
Xiao Cha, the Master of Xuan Gu, is a giant of the Demonic Way of Chaos Sea. He has been reborn and is ready to take revenge on the scum and reach the peak of his life.
Then a woman came to live in his mind.
Feng Baobao, a contract worker in the world of supernatural beings, was mysteriously dressed in a corpse while burying someone, and woke up trapped in the head of a strange man.
I couldn't get out, and I couldn't answer my calls, so I could only fight with him in my head.
"Who are you?"
"You're a brainiac."
"..."
"Your eyebrows are so light, as if they haven't grown at all."
"Shut up!"
"Oh. Can you change your head? This Echo is the boss."
From then on, the style of the demon cultivator's road to revenge changed dramatically——
While practicing, a folk song sounded in my mind: "Sister, I want to cross the river~"
During the battle, instructions came from my ears: "Use Ah Le's eighteen moves to defeat him!"
When I was accepting a disciple, I had an alarm in my head: "These two guys have wandering eyes and will definitely backstab you in the future. I'll remember it first and go out and bury it for you."
Xiao Cha: I am Nascent Soul Daxiu! The giant of magic! Can you respect me? !
Baby: Yes. When will you buy me a new kitchen knife?
A scheming person and a straight-laced person.
One wants to take revenge and preach the truth, and the other wants to go out and bury people.
From mutual dislike to real fragrance warning, from living together in the brain to fighting side by side——
When the magic cultivator fought for her for the first time, when the melon skin fairy said "I don't want to go out anymore, I want you to live" for the first time...
It turns out that I traveled across two worlds just to meet you.
The sand sculpture cultivates immortality, running in both directions. Brainhead and Gua Po Niang, a witty exchange
Reader comments
The heads of each other hit the ceiling, and the sand sculpture cultivating immortals rushed in both directions. It was so delicious!
As a self-motivated creator of this book, after writing this story, I still feel that my mind is filled with Feng Baobao's helpless roars of Trump and Xiao. The collision of this pair of contrasting CPs is the most relaxing and exciting combination I have ever written.
Master Xuan Gu is a giant of demons, and the script of rebirth and revenge should have been powerful and exciting, but Feng Baobao, who was trapped in his head, turned the world upside down. His scheming and evil intentions met with a straight-ball melon, and all the aloof characters collapsed. The daily jokes in the brain are dense, the random folk songs, Ah Wei's 18-style teaching, and early warnings about burying people completely make the hard-core path to immortality completely go astray. It is full of nonsense but not embarrassing, and every interaction is lively and interesting.
What I want to portray most is the delicate transition from mutual dislike to mutual love. One is bent on revenge, and the other just wants to go out and bury people. The souls of the two worlds are accidentally bound. From being forced to live together to caring about each other, there are no bloody tricks, everything is straightforward and heart-wrenching tenderness.
This is a relaxing and passionate story, with the ultimate contrast between sinisterness and melon skin, and the wonderful collision of immortality and time travel. It is both a satisfying revenge journey and a sweet love song. After writing this book, I still prefer this witty pair, and I hope that this joy of living together in the brain can appeal to every reader who likes contrasting CPs and simplistic depictions of immortality.
Of course, I also created it because the two sadistic novels I wrote recently, Campus and Immortal Ni, were very painful and I needed a change of mood.
The author's writing skills are limited, and when he didn't write about the hearts of the treasures, I hope you can be noble and don't scold me. Thank you🙏
The heads of each other hit the ceiling, and the sand sculpture cultivating immortals rushed in both directions. It was so delicious! As a self-motivated creator of this book, after writing this story, I still feel that my mind is filled with Feng Baobao's helpless roars of Trump and Xiao. The collision of this pair of contrasting CPs is the most relaxing and exciting combination I have ever written. Master Xuan Gu is a giant of demons, and the script of rebirth and revenge should have been powerful and exciting, but Feng Baobao, who was trapped in his head, turned the world upside down. His scheming and evil intentions met with a straight-ball melon, and all the aloof characters collapsed. The daily jokes in the brain are dense, the random folk songs, Ah Wei's 18-style teaching, and early warnings about burying people completely make the hard-core path to immortality completely go astray. It is full of nonsense but not embarrassing, and every interaction is lively and interesting. What I want to portray most is the delicate transition from mutual dislike to mutual love. One is bent on revenge, and the other just wants to go out and bury people. The souls of the two worlds are accidentally bound. From being forced to live together to caring about each other, there are no bloody tricks, everything is straightforward and heart-wrenching tenderness. This is a relaxing and passionate story, with the ultimate contrast between sinisterness and melon skin, and the wonderful collision of immortality and time travel. It is both a satisfying revenge journey and a sweet love song. After writing this book, I still prefer this witty pair, and I hope that this joy of living together in the brain can appeal to every reader who likes contrasting CPs and simplistic depictions of immortality. Of course, I also created it because the two sadistic novels I wrote recently, Campus and Immortal Ni, were very painful and I needed a change of mood. The author's writing skills are limited, and when he didn't write about the hearts of the treasures, I hope you can be noble and don't scold me. Thank you🙏
Not bad, why doesn't anyone see it?