[Upgraded youth group portraits, two-way redemption, no routines, no books, no harem, no system] Slightly more branch lines
A sickly fox type (dog type?) Beautiful senior brother with a sense of brokenness x a cold-faced, cute and natural-looking junior girl with emotional disorder
"The world will not make way for the cowardly, but it will reshuffle it for the brave."
Shen Heci was originally a once-in-ten-thousand-year-old innate sword soul, a proud son of heaven. Since he entered the Xuanqing Realm from the human world at the age of ten, he has broken through the realm like eating and drinking water. At the age of eleven, he practiced Qi and entered the foundation building. At the age of thirteen, he has reached the golden elixir. At the age of fourteen, he has reached the late stage of the golden elixir that is admired by thousands of people.
It can be said that he is invincible among the younger generation of Xuanqing.
Fourteen years old... At the age of fourteen, an enemy came from the sky, and three swords of punishment pierced his Dantian, killing him.
The world seemed to have stopped. He was thrown into a leaky shabby house, and everyone around him disappeared. He screamed every day, and the earth and the earth were helpless, and finally died of pain.
Shen He resigned. His unruly soul did not enter reincarnation, but went to his mother's dream.
"Hurry up and change the plot for me. I want to be resurrected! Anyway, as an amateur writer like you, you don't write novels just to make money, right?" Shen Heci put the sword on Bright's neck.
Cui Cuan held her heart and cried silently.
"I'll change it immediately! Stop chasing me, it's too scary."
"But, the setting of the sword that hurt you is ******. I don't have any golden fingers to give you. If you go back, you have to rely on yourself for everything. Do you accept this?"
"Accept it and put it back for me. I'll give you a more touching story."
The world is huge, so we are always scattered all over the world, and then get together for various things. From the youthful spirit to the twilight years, we have been separated and reunited all our lives.
The story begins with us, and it should end with us. When we meet, we part ways, and when we meet, we drink and chat. Even if we are separated or die due to accidents, diseases, wars, etc., The departed are still everywhere and are missed by everyone, whether in the past or now.
Intention: The world will reshuffle for the brave
