Sexually frigid, alive, slightly dead heroine × black cut, white melancholy, literary youth sword spirit
There are two swords stuck in front of the courtyard gate, one is mine and the other is still mine.
A swordsman is destined to live with his sword for the rest of his life.
"But senior, why doesn't your sword look the same every day?"
In the twenty-third year of doing evil in the world, I was struck by a sword.
This man boasted that he was the best swordsman in the world. Unfortunately, his previous owner was a short-lived and stingy man. He just had a quarrel with her and left him with a lonely grave when he came back.
He said that he had a chance to meet me and reluctantly wanted to be a sword spirit for me.
I refused.
He doesn't know that I still have a basket full of swords like this.
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Qu Liuyin is a liar.
She said that her heart was dead, but her mouth could still be loved, which was very scary.
She also said that I will only have one sword in this life, but when asked, she said that it was all in the previous life.
The previous life was too far away, and someone had done bad things before by stealing tribute from her colleagues. Even a hundred years after her death, various gods and temples still did not welcome martial gods to enter with swords.
Sweet words and lies.
She is so hateful that I often forget that, despite her dazzling talent, she is a mortal who will grow old and die.
In the past, I longed to get out of the sheath and travel far away with her. Mountains, rivers, heaven and earth were all our destinations.
Now I am guarding her magic weapon stall, chopping melons and vegetables every day, and selling them everywhere with her, and my life is quite free.
Just... In the blink of an eye, she seemed to be dying again.
The seats in the sky are full of gods, and the bones on the ground are astonishing. Over the past thousands of years, I have been blessed with immortality. Until I saw that a mortal's life is only a short moment, but in a certain moment when he goes upstream, he is as majestic as thunder.
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Qu Liuyin later regretted it countless times: "Sex" has a knife on your head, don't reach out, otherwise you will be caught.
More than a hundred years ago, the most powerful god of justice in the heavens and the fierce Jianli god colluded and slaughtered nearly ten thousand people in Jinzhou. They were stripped of their godhood and demoted back to mortal bodies, and died of illness in a dirty prison.
One hundred and twenty-three years after the death of the God King, the palace was in ruins and treasure thieves were everywhere. The only broken sword left had all the gems on the scabbard and was pocketed by a thief who stole the tribute.
Purpose: Those who hold salary for everyone should not be allowed to freeze to death in the wind and snow.
