[The cold-hearted emotional liar woman x the black-faced green tea performing artist man]
Lu Wuxiu, the only owner of spiritual blood in the world, the chief disciple of Jiuhua Fairy Mountain Sword Sect, and the sword master of Canghe Divine Sword.
He has broad shoulders but is thin, with fair complexion and dark eyes. He was beaten by a snake demon for three thousand years until half of his body was vomited blood, but his expression remained unchanged.
This was Xing Zhao's first impression of Lu Wuxi when he first met him.
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Duanfang Junzi, who has no end to the road, is as gentle as jade, a practical household expert, an excellent cook, good at observing words and expressions, and good at dancing.
Most importantly, he likes to seduce her by pretending to be shy.
Xing Zhao blocked the person under the pear tree, and the petals fell like snow, passing through his trembling long eyelashes and falling on his red skin, like a moving picture of spring.
At that time, what Xing Zhao was thinking was that although this person was good-looking, he liked to pretend.
She was extremely disgusted, but she still expressed her true love to him.
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Later, she saw his past and entered his world.
The road is endless, a person who is surrounded by jackals transforms into a jackal, a person who is manipulated by fate but never gives in.
Xingzhao was pestered by him and worked tirelessly to cultivate her soul. She was pressed down by him again and again, and when his demands were excessive, she thought, it turns out that a gentleman will succumb to desire, and a jackal will lose his vigilance due to addiction.
It's a pity that she is the biggest liar and the hungriest jackal.
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On the day when Xing Zhao recovered the lost other half of his godhead and became the only true god, pear blossom petals fell all over the world, and everything was peaceful and peaceful.
There was no end to the road, his soul was shattered, a big hole was broken in his chest, and his clothes were stained with blood.
Blood and tears blurred his vision. He knelt in front of Xing Zhao and prayed devoutly for the true God's only love.
Xing Zhao's expression was cold, and he withdrew his hand that was tightly grasped by Lu Wuxi, with a contemptuous tone.
"Lu Wuxiu, I came to kill you."
Intention: There is always someone in this world who loves you for who you are