"Others Cheat, Fourth Senior Sister Cheats"|"one Sword Frost Frost Fourteen States"
《别人开挂,四师姐倒挂》|《一剑霜寒十四州》
by One Sword Sleeve (一剑袖)
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- ThemeCultivation
- POVFemale Lead
- Age18+
- Coming of Age
- Occult
- Power Couple
- Xianxia Cultivation
Synopsis
The cold-faced, cute and considerate fourth senior sister/the fifth junior brother who does one thing in front of others and does another behind his back 1: Reading guide: 1 All members are reborn (the protagonist's memory is erased ➕ Micro-group portrait) 2. The era is the world of cultivation, and emotions are full of worldliness. 3 Some are funny, some are brain-burning, some are sadistic. 4⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️The most important thing, the full text is not available🔪 5. New author, please give me your advice. (I hereby promise that if this book becomes popular, one person will have one character, and the comments will be evidence) 2: Small background at the beginning: Fan Qing's legacy, Wuyou Lu, which can relieve sorrow and end life and death, appeared in the Huo family in Wuyou City fifty years after Fan Qing's death. Huo Wuyi, Huo's third son, sealed this secret with his clear and kind eyes and disappeared from the world. Wuyou Lu's aura was revealed once in Wufang Town (the junction of Zhongqing and Qingzhou), and was never seen again. Three: General background introduction: This world is trapped in a cycle, the evil god is resurrected and the catastrophe comes, the bones of the banished immortal are awakened, and the evil god is sealed. Because the world was turbid, Heaven joined forces with the evil god to abolish this world. The previous generation banished the immortal bone Fanqing (also the God of War) to borrow a trace of the power of rules in the ancient battlefield to seal the evil god. Heaven therefore issued divine punishment (if there are no more ascended people in Fanxing Continent in a hundred years, this world will not be protected by the rules and will completely dissipate) Four: Zombie Yuanbao Infinite God Realm·Bone Steps Echo The bone steps of the Wujian Divine Realm are an endless road to heaven. The stone steps are made of gray and white bones, stacked on top of each other, making it impossible to see the top or the bottom. With every step you take, you can hear the soft sound of broken bones, mixed with the roar of resentful spirits, rolling in the dead silence. The resentful spirits are countless broken souls, without eyes or faces, only screaming and screaming. They wrapped around like black mist, penetrating the little zombie Yuanbao's soul again and again. She has been numb for a long time and has been crawling for countless years. The soul body was so pale that it was almost transparent, with only a little residual fire of the dead spirit remaining, shining faintly in the coldness of the bone steps. She couldn't remember who she was or why she was here. All I know is that I have to crawl and keep crawling. The pain of the resentful spirit piercing the body has long been engraved into the soul bone and has become the norm. There is a tiny copper bell hidden in her soul, which is usually silent, like a dead thing. Until the woman appeared. She was dressed in plain white, her skirts fluttering lightly, and she came on the bone steps. Wherever it passes, the sound of pure and clear bells spreads - when the mother bell rings, the child bells will respond. The silent little copper bell in Yuan Bao's body suddenly trembled, emitting a thin but clear echo. She raised her head suddenly, and for the first time there was a glimmer of light in her empty soul eyes. The woman walked up to her, with her fingertips filled with warmth, gently stroking her cold soul. The voice is gentle, like a return message that has been waiting for a thousand years: "Yuanbao, we have been waiting for you for a long time." "Yunshu" As soon as the words fell, Chunlei Yunshu's whole body lit up with pale golden sacrificial light patterns. That was her last strength, using her own soul fire as a guide and using the method of sacrifice to break the confinement of the Infinite Divine Realm. The pattern of light wraps up the ingot, and also wraps up the spring thunder clouds. The sound of the bells intertwined into a song, drowning out the roar of the resentful spirits. Bone steps, dead bones, and endless darkness quickly receded behind him. Together, they left this endless purgatory. Intention: Young people should live freely in limited freedom