I just want someone to give me some advice after reading this. The female protagonist is very strong and sober, the male protagonist will never be a drag, and the female supporting role is neither overly competitive nor brainless.
The verification period has expired, and the highest 10 people are reading history [face covering] Hahaha, I don't understand why the amount is so small. I looked through site b and ๐ , and no one has less data than me.
"Crash!" The rain poured down like a god's wrath, and the cold rain beat mercilessly on Tang Jieyu's body, which together with her pale face outlined the excited look of the God of Death. And she just stood there upright, motionless, her dark eyes full of despair. Rain, rain again, it seems that her life has never been completely sunny. There is no meaning anymore, everything is over, layers of dark clouds have blocked all the light, and the continuous rain has washed away the only hope. The power that has been carefully cultivated step by step seems to have become a joke at this moment. That person will not come, Tang Jieyu knows better than anyone else. The broken body has taken away the last warmth, and her god will never wake up again. The bone-deep pain engulfed every inch of his body, and the feeling of high fever was so uncomfortable, but Tang Jieyu had to calm down. Now he had no choice but to give it a go and risk everything on that illusory possibility. "Come on, Si... Sister, let's end it, it's just us." Tang Jieyu smiled bitterly, but his eyes became determined in an instant. This is an unfair competition. The fourth sister has learned Sanda, Taekwondo, and free fighting since she was a child... She has outstanding fighting skills and has ample ammunition. But what about yourself? He has been frail and sick since he was a child and has never received any systematic training. Now he has been on the run for many days. He has already developed a high fever and does not have many weapons in his hands. "Let's start." Tang Ximeng pursed her lips and rushed towards the little girl. From a distance, Tang Jieyu saw her eyes, which were cold to the bone and devoid of any emotion. They seemed so familiar. Further away, in the room, the senior executives were sitting neatly. They were wary of each other and watched the drastic change with cold eyes. The old king has passed away, and they need a new king, but they don't care who this king is. They just have to wait for the final winner. The fourth sister who was the most gentle in the past finally showed her ruthless side. Of course, so did she. However, this is all coming to an end. Tang Jieyu thought slowly, but his movements were not slow at all. He rolled to his side to avoid the attack. In fact, in the haze, the two figures looked equally cold and decisive. The rain was still falling, and the senior management gradually became unable to sit still. This was a heavy rain that enveloped everyone, and no one could escape. There are several lifeless bodies piled in the corner of the yard. Their souls will be trapped in this small world and will never be reincarnated. ... The sound of swords piercing flesh, accompanied by the patter of rain, paralyzed Tang Ximeng's nerves, making her unaware that this fratricidal duel was coming to an end. The sharp butterfly knife flew up and down, attracting the opponent's attention. However, in the bloody sleeve, a small pistol was already pointed at the target's head. Not many bullets, only one chance. The opponent was changing his figure flexibly, and black mist began to appear in front of Tang Jieyu's eyes. There was a buzzing in his ears, and the smell of blood in his mouth became stronger. There is no time. Three, two, one, the tense fingers pressed the trigger heavily. "Bang!" A huge voice echoed in the air, and Tang Jieyu fell to the ground, smiling miserably. She saw brains and sticky blood flying everywhere. It was truly the most beautiful scene in the world. At this time, the siren of the police car suddenly sounded, and a large number of police officers surrounded the Tang family. The senior executives were completely panicked and started making phone calls one by one. A sneer appeared on Tang Jieyu's dying face. She had won, but unfortunately the price of winning was too painful. The rain stopped, but the world became blurry. Scenes from the past emerged before our eyes. Those dirty things that had been hidden would eventually be liquidated in the sunshine. Take a look with interest, don't leave in a hurry if you think it sucks, just finish spraying before leaving.
Please read the new book Master-Disciple Love, a male master and a female apprentice, some are sweet and some are sadistic, the master is aloof but sometimes a little funny [Sending Hearts]
In this world, you can practice Qi, build foundation, form elixirs, Nascent Soul, Mahayana, enlightenment, enlightenment, spiritual transformation, and become an immortal in eight steps! The five sects have a monopoly on creation, the grade of the magic weapon determines life and death, and the blacksmith can pick the stars with his hands! In the dense forest on a rainy night, a cry broke through the dead silence - an abandoned baby, carrying the treasure of the immortal family, fell into the hands of mortals. Who is he? Where did it come from? What kind of craze for cultivating immortals will be set off? One thought to pick up a baby, a lifetime of immortality!
Not even evaluated. You've already written, just write. Push yourself. There were no demons in the Middle Ages. The male protagonist is the broken body of Michaela that was abandoned in the Shadow Land. He was depressed and slowly recovered in the early stage. Later, he married the reborn Torina and is currently living in France with Joan of Arc. Goldfinger is the "forged" memory of skills and the memory of being a demigod.
Agree! Moreover, the Soul Calming Talisman that the old man threw down burned half of the well and was extinguished. Green bubbles appeared in the well water, which was obviously a provocation from evil things. The most amazing thing is the ending, when Su Ran stirs the well water with the Suppressing Evil Sword. In the reflection on the water surface, there is a woman in red standing at the mouth of the well, but when they look back, there is nothing! Is this reflection real or an illusion? I tend to think that the thing in the well is warning, or announcing that it is targeting them.
Some brothers have 110,000 words and less than double-digit readership. The book is on the homepage, a story about two male protagonists and a group story. I have just finished writing a branch plot, and the updates are stable twice a day.
I remembered what the editor said about the author's imagination and worldview being too big. It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time. If he had been born 10 years ago, he would have become a god [shy]
Newcomers recommend themselves. Two male protagonists, neither brainless nor cunning, nor clichรฉd nor feminine. I hope to be discovered by others. I will give you a book review [sending my heart]
It's finished. It took a lot of hard work and has never been measured. After reading "History of the Old Five Dynasties", I lamented the brutal power struggle in ancient times, lamented the vicissitudes of the world and the impermanence of life. From a female perspective, against the background of fictional history, it describes the social turmoil and the unpredictability of people's hearts during troubled times, and fictionalizes the love of a princess and a prince. The work gives the heroine a perfect ending and also gives the female supporting character a certain amount of sympathy. After all, women's infatuation with men is also caused by the compression of women's living space in the old era.
The recommendation period has been quite long, and it's in the single digits every day [face covering]. Is there any female channel that would be willing to comment with me? [Sending heartfelt wishes]
[Shuangwen] [Invincible] If I don't marry this emperor, how should you respond? The one who stole my wife! With just a thought, I can take your mobile phone! If murder is spilled in one thought, then wash it away with blood!