A clingy, half-dead little sister x a talkative, tough-as-nails Sword Sovereign (Please read the reader's guide before starting. This is a free story, shared for fun and from the heart. If you like it, focus on the plot. Don't read if you have hard limits or are an extreme stan.)
In a niche novel, the aloof immortal revered as Shang Qing Ye was supposed to suffer humiliation. But he awakened to the plot, lived through its cycle forty-nine times, and became a stubborn plot-breaker in every sense. He could take on ten thousand enemies alone, pick a fight with anyone he pleased, and even pierce the heavens. Transmigrators and natives who tried to win him over were all cut to ashes.
Shang Qing Ye: It's not that I'm too strong. My enemies are just trash.
Only the newest woman trying to win him over refused to play by the rules. She left him so confused he almost wanted to open her skull and see what was going on inside.
But the more he watched her, the less he wanted to cut her open. She was only completing a mission to stay alive. Wasn't his precious jade cabbage destined to be nibbled by some little pig?
Fine, then. Take a bite. Why hasn't she come to win me over yet?
Reader's guide:
1. A sweet little story. The heroine is a soft girl, set against a cultivation backdrop. The Sword Sovereign is not the same person as the immortal revered in the original. The heroine, like Xiao Qiao from the neighboring story, transmigrated from the apocalypse. This is part of an apocalypse series. The Sword Sovereign has a tiny bit of a groveling arc. If you've read this before, please don't spoil it for the new readers (heart).
2. This is a free story, shared purely to indulge an idea and satisfy my preferences. Civil comments are very welcome. I often reread the comments to cheer myself up, and long reviews make me very happy. I'll do my best to post bonus chapters.
I don't accept writing advice. Comments that nitpick the characters or otherwise disrupt the writing environment will be deleted, and repeat offenders will be blocked from commenting. No explanation will be given. Read or skip as you please, no need to tell me. My prose will improve with time. This is the best I can do for now. If you don't like it, find a story you enjoy. No reminders or advice needed.
Theme: Love your beloved like a flower
Thank you, inner demon. Senior Sister Helan made me laugh to death: belike, this bastard turned out to be someone I once admired, this is so bad. Jpg Go, go, go
The teacher's article has actually been moved to Jinjiang. I read it several times last year. I originally wanted to review it again, but I found that Jinjiang appeared on the search interface. The teacher's writing is really good. The young couple is so sweet and pure in love. This article is simply the top of the Sweet Girl 1 articles I have read (Sweet Girl 1 is so delicious). I worship you again. I really like it. It is so xp for me [Lie down] 🤩 [Let me be healthy]
It turns out that I thought that my sincerity was the real heart, which I didn't have before, so I asked the sword master to wait for her to grow back.
Poor sister Bao is uneducated 🥺 🥺 🥺 It's really miserable, miserable, miserable 😭 - "I am powerless, have no talent, and worry about gains and losses - but this is not what I think! What can I grasp..." - I can probably understand Mei Bao's pain this way... Although his personality is completely different from Shuang Bao's, compared to Xiao Qiao next door, I can even understand Shuang Bao better. This kind of idea of "I am a waste" will always appear at a certain stage in life, and then when you want to make progress, it will give you a heavy blow and torture you like an inner demon - "What are you trying to do if you have no talent?" "Such a waste, if you don't do well, who will want you/love you"... Jianzun's indulgence can probably be a slow-release analgesic, but it is not enough. As long as there is one day when there is nothing to do, no power, no force and no influence, this pain will not be completely eliminated... It's been a long time since I've seen this kind of heroine who is really uneducated, not smart enough, can't play with people's hearts, and has no talent for martial arts hhhh Life is too hard... (Rolling) (rolling)
It's great. I like cute girls 1. But it's so cool that this can appear in JJ.
Ahhhh, all the bookcases in the flower market were martyred. I thought I couldn't find this article in the future. I didn't expect you, teacher, also published it in Jinjiang. Now there are new articles you can read [EYE][EYE]
First of all, articles of this quality are free. Even if I pay, I feel like I have made a profit. Reading the full text, I feel most sorry for Yu Shuang. She doesn't know how to express it, and no one has taught her these things, but it is also because of this rare and heart-wrenching ignorance that she has captured everyone's hearts. Shang Qingye's experience is also full of tragedy, but he is tenacious and powerful enough to change his own destiny. I felt so sad after reading the chapters before and after Chapter 20. I felt sorry for An Gui and even more. She didn't know that she was being bullied, and she didn't know whether her unspeakable feelings were distress, love or grievance. Fortunately, everything will go well and everything will get better. The two former little bitter gourds will keep each other warm throughout their lives. With friends and lovers by their side, there will no longer be midnight nightmares and tears. The teacher's writing style is so good. I spent many days slowly reading this book. I felt unfinished and very happy. . Looking forward to the next one!!
It's simply earth-shattering... The changes in my feelings. Ah, after all, "materialization" is really the enduring truth of ht seasoning. Even everyone will find it astringent... But if it is handled well, the young couple will have true love that will never break out. And aren't you already very in love, Sword Lord... When my sister cries, you have no choice but to compromise, hehehehehe.
It smells so good and looks so good that I turned into a wild monkey and swung around in the back hill.
Bang