Two male protagonists, group portraits, young romantics, dedicated to the righteousness of the country. In that war-torn era, there was no peace. They just worked hard and hoped for a better future. The author writes very well
I liked the group portrait very much in the first book, "Time flies, but she remains the same. But the friends we once had are no longer the same as when we first met." "Congratulations, you have achieved your wish." "My friend, take care of it." The second book, Licu Crematorium, when I first read this book, I thought about how cruel it was, but I didn't expect that the child would cry with a knife (note that the two male protagonists and the protagonist are really very in love) The male protagonist in the third book without cp is beautiful and strong, "Please take my name back to my motherland" "My name is Mu Guang, the admired Mu, the bright light" (Really good drama recommendation) The fourth book without cp, Wu Xie's twin brother Wu cp is really sad, although he is everyone's choice, he will never be the first choice of everyone, "My name is Wu Xing, Kou Tianwu, unfortunate Xing" The fifth book without cp, His Royal Highness, he has thought about the future for everyone, but he went to death The sixth book of Quick Travel without CP is about a girl dressing up as a man. I really like the aspect of the show about delinquent boys.
"I just hope that he will only hate me in this sword pavilion in the future." He casually pulled out a decorative peach blossom branch from the vase on the side. The branch was slender and graceful, and there were even scattered peach blossoms on it, which were beautiful and delicate. "I will use this as a sword to compete with you..." "If you succeed in the competition and a peach blossom falls on this branch, you will win." Not wielding a sword, but holding a flower. Applause immediately broke out from all directions, and everyone stood up and exclaimed, "I am banishing the immortal." "Regret? What's the use of regret?" Can a person who regrets survive? "Of course it's cold, after all, it's in the north." The snow is falling all over the sky, it's really cold... Death is not scary, Yan Nanxu has never been afraid, anyway, he has no worries in that world, but... There are a few people, and he has to settle the accounts, one by one, and in the end, even if they go to hell, he will have to drag them to hell together! "After he becomes the Supreme, he can naturally make all his wishes come true, but... The joy he gets from eating a piece of candy when he is a child will probably never be the same as the feeling he gets from eating a piece of candy when he grows up." When I was a teenager, I always had to leave something worth remembering. Yan Nanxu didn't like snow... The wind here was biting and the snow was falling all over the sky. It was too cold. In a daze, he could always recall the pain of suffocating in the snow in his previous life... He came as ordered and left as he pleased. He vaguely remembered the misty and rainy Jiangnan that he often saw, with catkins blowing in the wind and full of vitality. The south of the Yangtze River has the gentlest scenery and the harshest character. It can be warm in spring or proud of snow and frost. Probably the talents raised in this way are the most flexible and tough at the same time. "Since I am here, why am I not from this world?" "The road ahead is uncertain, life and death are uncertain." "Everyone dies, there is nothing wrong with it." "I am telling the truth, but I cannot lie. The fate of meeting by chance has been looked back a hundred times in the past life, how can I expect too much?" The bright moon that came to the world to save people was stained with blood in the end. The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees. Heaven and earth travel against each other, sharing the same sorrow for eternity. There was only desolation left in those eyes, a wasteland and desert. Without the starry sky and bright moon in the sword pavilion that I once missed, I can't see the strong and soft Jiangnan character that I once pursued. "The original intention lasts forever... Don't lose it, don't let it go..." "Why did you kill Master?! Do you think he was not good to you? He was the one who saved you twice! He was the one who walked away deliberately knowing that you wanted to eat candied haws on a stick! He even made this sword for you himself!!" "'Nanxu'? Jiangnan Feixu? What a nice name." What did the fireworks look like in the prosperous times? "It's the east wind that blows thousands of flowers and trees down at night, and the stars are like rain." "Just imagine that the stars in the sky gather into countless light spots, and then explode into the shape of flowers, and the stars fall like rain." "What about killing people? Where do you think the best place to shoot is?" "It's the heart." "The heart of most people is located in the lower left part of the middle of the chest, right here..." "Shoot." "Nan Xu, are you kidding?" "I asked you to shoot." "Why do I have to shoot my friend?" "Because if you don't shoot, more people will die!" "Maybe there are other ways." "No matter how many ways there are, at that moment you have only one choice, which is to shoot! We don't have so many opportunities and choices anymore. Look at the world, what do you think we can lose?" "Newborn children cannot grow up, half-grown teenagers die early, and if this continues, only destruction awaits mankind. Therefore, for the survival of mankind, your determination must be able to risk everything." Look forward, don't look back, never look back. No matter what you lose, the future is ahead. What is lost can no longer be recovered. Remember that those who have gone by cannot be admonished, but those who have come can still be pursued... "Nan Xu, the sky is dawning. We no longer have to look for light in the dark night. The sky is dawning..." "Cruel?" "He will be the monarch. It doesn't matter if the monarch is ruthless. After all, one general will become famous and ten thousand bones will wither. But this 'ten thousand bones will wither' can be a soldier on the battlefield, his political opponent, or his competitor, but it should not be a common person!" "The flowery smile in the imperial city has been a guest in the early spring for thirty years. What do you think of the writing?" If the obsession is enough, then the soul will be gone. The petals fall, falling red all over the ground... Expectations may be in vain, hopes may be shattered... The bare branches are no longer as blooming as in the memory, what a pity... "I... Can I, can I take a look at the flowers blooming again?" The flowers on the road have not yet bloomed, and the prosperity of the world has not yet ended. Who can truly be free from worries? It's late at night, you should go back, there are still people waiting for you. "Isn't it pretty? Xiao Xu'er, I've asked before. This is called spiritual herb. It's really beautiful! It's so big!" Thousands of hectares of purple light warm people's hearts, and thousands of miles of fragrance soaks people's hearts. "Xiao Xu'er!" "I've counted the lotus flowers. There are seven hundred and twenty-one lotus flowers in total!" Why? Because you call him "Xiao Xuer", because you always cling to him, because you like to hold the corner of his clothes when walking, because, because... "You, you counted a whole pond of lotus..." Because of his coaxing words, you spent a few days counting the whole pond of lotus... Flowers are buried, green grass is laid as a memorial, blood stains on the clothes are like red plum blossoms, clothes and black hair are scattered on the ground, it is a very beautiful picture, but... Yes, it will be very happy, just like the system will be sad when it sees Yan Nanxu disappear. It will understand the joy and sorrow from it. This is the joy and sorrow that Yan Nanxu gave it. It is magical and unforgettable, as if it has been given a real life. "This," "He, he finally gave himself a trace of spirituality and repaired his soul..." There seems to be something hidden under this calmness. It may be just a touch of loss, or it may be a heavy heartache... "The land is very beautiful. I want to walk around. Wen Tian also likes the flowers and sunshine there. I will accompany him." This trip to the ends of the earth has no return date, and there is no return date. "What he picked casually, and what I planted casually, can it really sprout?" Unintentional planting? So is it really unintentional now? I'm afraid that the flowers won't bloom even if I plant them intentionally. "Where are you going?" "To the distance." "Is the distance death?" "You will cough so much that you can't sleep at night, and often stay up all night." "No, the distance is not death, never." He may have stopped somewhere, maybe a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, a border village, or a small boat, a wilderness... It is also possible that he did not stop, and continued to travel, looking for the distance... Is the distance death? Of course not, it is a beautiful way home, the home of old friends, the end of all pursuits and expectations... In the final analysis, distance is comfort. Wearing a sword in green clothes, he looks cool and graceful, showing the style of a knight-errant. "Nan Xu? What a name! I like the south of the Yangtze River, and I also like catkins. When the catkins fly, it means spring has arrived." "Well, let's call it 'Taoyuan sworn brotherhood'!" What happened that day seemed like a nightmare. When I woke up from the dream this morning, my old friend was gone. What if he was already dead? "Let's put it this way, you saved me twice. The first time you said you saved me easily, but the second time... You saved me at the risk of your life." "So," "He is a good friend, a good brother, and a savior. In short, he is a very important person." "What did you say my name was before?" "Nanxu, Yan Nanxu." "It's a good name." "It's your name!" "Is there anything else you want to know? Oh, and the peach grove, the place where we became sworn brothers, is now in flowering season. I'll take you there to see it next spring..." "I don't remember what happened before. I don't remember anything you said." "What's there?" "Forget it if you really don't remember. There will be new memories in the future." As long as everyone is well, the future will always be more worth looking forward to than the past. However, your heart is not my heart, and I have lost my love for you. However, my heart is at peace, and I am as happy as sweet wine. It's an old friend I know, an old friend I can connect with... Name? It's not important, he doesn't need to know that he will have a truly free future after leaving Xuangu, and the past memories belonging to Xuangu and himself in this memory do not need and should not be recalled. There will be no Xuan Gu or "Ming Qi" in his future. This is the best outcome. The heart is bound, where to look for, where to return? Whether it's atonement or judgment, Ming Xu will accept it. What's a little ridiculous is that at this moment, he still has a sense of luck - maybe it's not her, maybe there is someone else behind him... But there is only one person behind him. Ming Xu suddenly understood that when Zhou Wan looked at her before, the gentle look in her eyes was not because of love in her heart, but because it had always been like this. It was because she was being sentimental, but... Just... Just, why did she lie to him? Why use that method to deceive him? In my memory, Zhou Wan has always been very gentle. She smiled gently and said gently that she would treat this place as her own home. She was really gentle, cruel and gentle. "I don't care where he is from. To me, his only identity is that he is my friend. Now I want to find him, please get out of the way!" "I don't listen? Yes, I don't listen. I never thought that in the end, my parents were accomplices in his crimes! Do you know how many people died?!" "Nan Xu..." "He became like that because of me. If he has any sins in this world, I will share half of them with him!!" "Why are you here to ask for repayment from me? You didn't do anything to me..." "Why are you doing this, mother, why are you doing this? You said you like him, you said you hope he is also your child, why are you doing this, why... What did you ask him to do? It's hard for me, it's hard for me..." "I've been thinking, what did Nan Xu do wrong? I thought about it over and over again, and finally thought of it." "It's to save me. The worst thing he did was to save me. He shouldn't have saved me at all in the first place!" It can still bloom in the flowers for a long time, but only day and night are left after picking them out. "It's strange." "What about you? Why are you so persistent?" "Because Brother Shenxian, I want to save him." "By the way, I never asked, why do you call Nan Xu that way?" "Because Brother Shenxian is very good-looking and gentle to people." "Then let me remind you that sometimes he may not be as gentle as you think." "What do you mean?" "To put it simply, he can also kill with a sword. He is not always as gentle and harmless as you remember." "I know this. I've seen it. Brother Immortal's swordsmanship is very powerful." "Then aren't you afraid? Immortals can also kill people with blood." "Why should you be afraid?" "It's like a saying, 'Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows, King Kong's eyes are angry.' He is not a god and is not stained by dust. Sometimes he may even be stained by blood, making him look like a demon but not an immortal. Immortals can also be stained with blood and kill people. "Is it true that some people will eat people to enhance their skills?" "Yes, there are many people who are willing to do so..." I didn't expect that there are so many... After seeing each other for years, the flowers fall into nothingness, and the past becomes a dream, but it is not too late to say that everything is in vain. Don't be sad. Life and death are parted. The blue sky is falling and the bones are gone. "Because it is never anyone's responsibility to save the common people. No one has the obligation to take on this responsibility. If you are poor, you can be alone, and if you are rich, you can help the world. As for the people in this world, everyone's power is very small. The people should not rely on one person to save them. It is too difficult to be a human being." "You just want revenge. You can't kill Mr. Xuan, so why do you think we can? Or just let us die?" "No, you can, only you can." "What do you mean?" "My poison can kill Mr. Xuan, but the problem is that I can't let the poison enter Mr. Xuan's body unconsciously. Once he is on guard, he will fail..." "Then I found you. You are the medicinal material he carefully cultivated. He will definitely eat you, unprepared and serious." "... You gave me the poison and asked me to kill him?" "This is our only way." "This is your way!" "You didn't ask me at all and made your own decisions!" "If you don't go, you will die. The poison is too strong and your bones will melt in more than a month!" "I won't bother you, but I will die before then!" "With my ability, do you think it would be too easy for me to quietly poison everyone in this hospital?" "Or maybe the poison has already been administered." The mission is just to let Ye Chen practice the Blood Cloud Scroll. The mission has been completed, so let's just leave. It's because he is incompetent. He can't be good in this world anyway! "Brother Immortal, saving the common people is really thankless when you think about it. Whoever wants to do it can do it, let's go." "I don't want to save the common people." "But don't say that, you still have a long way to go." "No, I have come a long way, I..." "You have to continue walking, a longer journey." "What about you, you went to pave the way for us, and then what?" "Then I will go home." "Go home?" "Yes, I've been away for a long time and it's time to go home." "Can't we go back now?" "I hope that when I leave, your road ahead will be bright and sunny, so that every time I am happy for the beautiful scenery at home, I can imagine that you have the same mood at a certain moment. I hope you have a future, otherwise I will leave irreparable regrets." Saving people is indeed an outrageous task, but the people and things I care about are also one of all living beings. "Then..." "Then when will I go find you?" "You don't have to go to me. I will go home after everything is done." "Home?" "Where is your home? I can take you back." "I can only walk home alone, otherwise I won't be able to go back." "I really want to go back." "Then can I go see you in the future?" "Sorry, no." "I..." "I feel, I don't know, Nan Xu, I don't know, is this right? Should I do this?" "Then do you believe me?" "But it's so unlucky. I haven't bought a bamboo hat yet, and I feel like your bamboo hat and mine are really incompatible... Also, there are all the flowers in the peach grove. The fruits will probably grow this month, and there will be no flowers at all... It's really unlucky..." "The flowers will bloom again next year." But it's just that the flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. Regret? It's hard to say that Yan Nanxu didn't regret anything, he was just very sad... He thought he could go back. Why couldn't I go home in the end? The other side is peaceful, but it always represents the past; the other side is complicated, but it can write the future. Yan Nanxu walked to the barrier under the eyes of her parents, stared at the peach branch, looked back and smiled at her parents, with tears shining, not of sadness, not of joy, but of having gone through thousands of sailings and thinking about eternity. Catkins drift with the wind, peach blossoms drift with the water, and the spirit of spring flourishes. A sudden storm, half a lifetime of ups and downs, is it a misfortune or fate? When I wake up from this dream, it is not because of the demise of the destiny. I use the clear wind and bright moon as a record, and use the mountains and rivers as a picture. I say that life and death will be over, and the spring scenery will remain the same. One thought is eternal, this thought is prosperous and untainted, waiting for the flowers to bloom, it is a square of heaven and earth, a three-foot podium. All the past is like fallen flowers that have gone with the waves. They can be seen but cannot be found. No one can forget them, but there is no need to be bound by them. There are still blooming flowers on the branches, so don't let the present day pass you by. Winter is passing and spring is coming, the snow is disappearing and the flowers are blooming. The world is so close, but the road ahead is not yet finished. We still have countless spring, summer, autumn and winter. "In the final analysis, proofs and memorials are all for the living. The deceased is gone. Whether we, the descendants, boast, revere, or criticize, who can really empathize with them?" "It is your fault, not your fault. Life and death are decided, and the past is gone." The spring water is green in the sky, and the willows on the embankment become smoke. The breeze blows by, and catkins dance in the wind, floating all over the sky. It is neither snow nor flowers, but snow is also a flower. It confuses the eyes of tourists, but it never stops, and travels all the way... "Flying catkins... Jiangnan flying catkins?"
The title of the book is very cheerful, but it is difficult for the female protagonist to help others. She was fed a lot of growth-inhibiting drugs since she was a child because she had to dress up as a man. When she grew up, she assisted the male protagonist to rise to power, and became a prince based on military merit. She wanted to end the troubled times, but the poison broke out, and she became a medicine pot that vomited blood at every turn. In the end, the prosperous world was as she wished, and the people were happy, but she had reached the point where her oil was exhausted...
This is really the ceiling of sadistic writing in my heart. His Royal Highness in the second book really considers everyone but not himself. The third book, Little Butterfly, really makes me cry to death.
🌟① I have only seen the first face so far, here are some unforgettable quotes: "They know who rescued Shi Wuqing, but they also know that Shi Wuqing... Can no longer live. And now, living is painful for her. Death is relief. ——Death has become relief. So sad." "One second, I was looking forward to meeting my sister, and the next second, my sister's people came to kill her..." "My lover, let me fall into the abyss." "She can no longer call her sister." "She said..." From behind, a voice came: "Sister, it's such a pity that we can't wait until winter." "[I still remember the first time I saw Qingqing, I didn't know she was a "villain", and I was stunned. I thought, what a beauty! Now... But...] On the bed, the girl's body was wrapped in white gauze. Her original appearance was completely unrecognizable. Her black hair was much shorter, her face was covered with knife marks, and even her eyes were covered. " 🌟 I read the other ones one by one and felt very uncomfortable.
Both of these books are super good-looking, but the first one is no longer in love with the heroine and focuses on her career. The second one is more in line with this topic. Each one is good in its own way, so choose for yourself.
This was truly cruel. Qi Ying personally killed Shen Xingyan's two sisters and imprisoned them in the East Palace. He personally broke his pride, destroyed his self-esteem, and turned him into a canary. But he was once a famous young man in the capital!
Forget? How could it be possible? Even if he died of pain, he would never forget Shan Jiu! Lu Wu Jiu was so smart, he knew from Gu Xingmeng's words that she had such a plan. What a vicious method is this? It can make him forget the love of his life and become a walking zombie without love or hatred! He looked at Gu Xingmeng with hateful eyes, "Don't think about it! It's impossible!" "Don't refuse in a hurry. You are the emperor. If you don't want any beauty, why bother watching me grow up? She doesn't love you. Forget her, you won't be trapped in the pain of love and separation, and you can still be your emperor." Lu Wujiu didn't want to continue to argue with Gu Xingmeng. This woman didn't understand at all! He held Shan Jiu's hand tightly and said, "You won't be so cruel, right? Right!" Shan Jiu said nothing. Lu Wu Jiu seemed to understand something. He looked at Shan Jiu in disbelief, "How could you... Cruelly deprive me of the best memory of my life?" "You can't! You have no right to do this!" Lu Wu Jiu backed away with tears in his eyes, "Come here! Press down Gu Xingmeng! Control... Lord Ji!!" But no one in the Palace of Eternal Life moved. The imperial doctor and the chamberlain had already found an opportunity to send Qin Shuang away, and there were only three of them left in the entire hall, along with Feng Shuang Yu Xue. Lu Wu Jiu understood instantly, and he laughed angrily, "You have already discussed this, do you have to let me forget it?!" He did not expect that everyone here would be his enemy. Feng Shuang Yuxue's expression changed, "Your Majesty, we..." "Don't think about it, don't think about it!" Lu Wujiu looked at Shan Jiu. At this moment, he actually felt resentful towards Shan Jiu. The person he loved was so ruthless to him, "Don't think about it..." Gu Xingmeng suddenly waved his sleeves towards Lu Wujiu, and a burst of powder was sprinkled on Lu Wujiu. He was startled and subconsciously dodged, but failed. He shook his head and suddenly found that his consciousness began to blur. Lu Wu Jiu knew that he had been tricked. He rushed in front of Shan Jiu in fear and tried to catch her, "No, please, don't..." "Lotus? No, I don't like lotus." "My flower! My flower! This is my flower!"
Even though the rating is so low, the writing is really good. There are two ways of being attacked and followed, but they still haven't stayed together forever. That's all I can say, and then you can see for yourselves.ฅ՞•ﻌ•՞ฅ
1 My name is Wu Xin, an unfortunate Xin who sacrificed everything for everyone, but in the end his soul was shattered, and no one remembered his goodness. He just stood on the opposite side of him, and was betrayed by friends and relatives, but in the end no one remembered him. His illness only made him forget her in the end, but she died in the snowy mountains of Medog. He was on the way to find memories. Maybe one day he thought of her and he would be in agony. 3 Little Moon is the bright moon in the sky. He is very good, but his fate is so unfair. He is really like the moon, hiding quietly...
The first book was very funny when I first read it, but it became really sad after reading it. In the end, only the black blind man remembered him. Do you think the fat man's mouth has been opened to the public? Although Wu Xie was called innocent, his innocence was later lost. Guan Wu called it Wangyoucao and later fell into sorrow and slept at the bottom of the lake. The second book, Super Sad, tells the story of the protagonist who traveled through the Tomb Raider Notes and became Wu Xie's younger brother. He entered the game for Wu Xie and finally lived to be 20 years old. Woohoo, my stars! I only lived to be 20 years old. How short is 20 years old! As short as just a number. How long is 20 years old? A Life Long as a Star "Why should I snatch Zhang Qiling away? Because of my shamelessness?" Beginning: My name is Wu Xing, Kou Tian Wu, happy Xing. Ending: My name is Wu Xing, Kou Tian Wu, unfortunate Xing. "I don't deserve redemption" "The Wu family shouldn't have twins" Do you know that in order to save his brother, he has to suffer pain that ordinary people can't bear every time he changes his bloodline? In order to blacken the blind man's eyes, he dug out 150 grams of heart without anesthesia and dug it out with a dagger. Do you know what it feels like to have five foreign objects in your heart? You don't know this, but this is just a small part of Wu Xing's life!
The first book: "I" am an immortal, a master, and a teacher, but I cannot become a human being. "I" had nine disciples, but in the end none of them remained. Where did "I" go? "I" don't know either, it seems like death, like falling into fantasy. "I" is me, "I" is the Peach Blossom Fairy, "I" is the Emperor's Master, "I" is the boss, and I am Tao Mian. The peach blossom is still the peach blossom, but there are no more people to appreciate it. Book 2: I am silent, my body is gradually decaying, shouldn't I be the mist of the rising sun? Gradually dissipated, leaving nothing behind. Dear lover, please don't keep me here anymore. I want to leave gradually without disturbing the world. Sorry, Asagiri, I can't do it. The spirit gradually collapsed, and in the end only a sad roar was left.
[Zombie is six and a half years old] "As for them, the pear blossoms are about to bloom, much like the heavy snow that year, and they are still there." … "You have to write about rebirth, the despair of being betrayed by a close friend in the previous life, the confusion and panic when you were reborn, the despair of choosing a completely different path from the previous life, the protagonist changing from a superpower to a zombie..." He looked at the boy, as if looking at other people through the boy. "You have to write about the protagonist meeting a group of bad-minded friends. You have to write about how he went from being wary to having a good time drinking with his friends. You have to write about the quarrels between them. You have to write about them wishing each other peace during the war. Write about everyone dying in the war. Write about the protagonist crawling in front of his friends' graves like a dog... Write about him unable to cry. Write about how he wants to die." "You have to write that the most painful murder knife is not the knife of betrayal, but the warm and sincere knife." "You have to write: If they don't want anything, no longer trust anyone's protagonist, and are willing to pay for their sincerity." "You have to write about the end of the world, but you can't just write about the end of the world." Looking at the shocked young man, Hao Chi had a gentle smile in his eyes, like a spring breeze, but there was sadness that could not be hidden. "You want to write about the hatred between humans and zombies. You want to write about the inarticulate human teenager who takes his zombie bride with him wherever he goes. You want to write about the life of the little zombie at the beginning until the last corpse is gone. You want to write about the curled-edged Tang knife losing its owner in red. You want to write about the densely packed body filled with bullets. You want to write about the ordinary people who have turned into three hundred million zombies. You want to write about the smell of blood that cannot be dissipated. You want to write about the craters that still exist on the city walls." "Not only do you have to write about these, you also have to write about the supernatural being who cannot come back, the girl who is called the Virgin but is decisive in killing, you also have to write about the crying baby, and you also have to write about each of us... About the depression after the war, about the earthquake a few years ago, when more than two hundred people were trapped in the building, and only one superpower died in the end... You also have to write about ordinary people, the people's soldiers, and the battlefield where millions of people are buried." Hao Chi took him outside the city of Zhonghai Prefecture in the game, where it started to snow. Hao Chi bent down and grabbed a handful of soil with his hand. "The protagonist you want to write is buried here." So, don't write about apocalyptic heroes. If you can't write it, the protagonist will be buried in the soil. If the one who survived was the protagonist, Hao Chi thought, he should be one too.
Spring is coming, flowers are blooming, everything is recovering, and the world of cultivation has ushered in the annual sect election. At the foot of the rolling green mountains, there are crowds of people and noisy noises. However, the sick girl in the crowd stood out. Her name is Lin Du, an emotional blogger known for her sharp style in the modern world, but she accidentally traveled to the world of cultivation. She thought she was just an ordinary "sick man", but she didn't expect that when she tested the spiritual root, when her pale and slender hand touched the spiritual weapon, the light burst out, and it turned out to be a rare full-value ice spiritual root! This kind of talent is enough to make any sect salivate. But she knew that this frail body could collapse at any time, and she only had one day left to live. "According to the routine of conventional cultivation novels, spiritual energy can extend life, right?" Lin Du stepped on the stone steps leading to the top of the mountain with a bitter smile on his lips. She didn't know whether what was waiting for her was an opportunity or a crisis, but she knew that she must seize this last chance to reverse her fate. This is a story about the cultivation journey of a girl with ice spirit roots. It is also a story about a time traveler struggling to survive in a strange world and changing his destiny against the will of heaven. Can she rely on her wisdom and talent to break through the limits of her body and become a new star in the world of cultivation? Or will she discover more hidden secrets on her way to cultivation?
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