[Xianmen Sword Lord Gaoling's Flower Emperor's son villain attack x atypical Long Aotian's divorce and the handsome male protagonist]
Bai Qiongxian looked at the people around him. They were his hated enemies and friends at this time.
From being praised by everyone to being a fallen devil, it was not a good memory. But when he came back from the boundless sea of resentment and suffering, he never thought about turning back, but chose to do all the dirty things——
The friend in front of him who trusted him so much had been abducted by evil cultivators and was forced to become pregnant with an unwilling evil seed. The friend had no idea that the father of the child in his belly was the Immortal Lord who was having a gentle conversation at this time and looked flawless.
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Bai Qiongxian, the son of Emperor Nanhua, Sword Lord Shuxue, a genius among geniuses, has the best family background, the most outstanding talent, and even the most outstanding appearance. There is no doubt that this is the proud son of heaven, but after he had a frightening dream, he discovered that everything in front of him would be lost. He would become a stepping stone for another person, become a traitor to others, and even become a demon, and eventually die in disgrace without a burial place.
Bai Qiongxian hated all this, but the system came to him, and the thing called the system told him that even if he knew all this, he could not take action in advance, because his mortal enemy, the person who deprived him of everything, was the son of fate beloved by heaven. Once he was destroyed, the world would be over.
But fortunately, the system also told Bai Qiongxian that if he could complete the system's task, he would have a chance to escape his original fate and even fulfill his wish. The system's task was that he had to get his hated enemy to conceive a child.
Is this a mission? He was a little surprised, and then Bai Qiongxian chuckled, but this was really, couldn't be better...
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I really hate you. It was you who taught me those things. From now on, I have to be trapped in this predicament and never be free again.
You make me so weak.
Why do you want to accept my tears? If you hadn't taken it, I could have been a stubborn stone who didn't know love, hate or sorrow, but you took it, so I changed from a free stone to a mortal body. I hate you, I hate your care and indifference, you trapped me.
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Note:
Decline politely to attack and control, do not dismantle or resist, reject dreams and reject substitutions.
The specific demining is in the first chapter. This article is about the emotional intensity of both parties, and the intensity of the relationship is very strong. The focus of the article is always the release of gravity between the two men.
Gong is a true hater of Shou, a swordsman who appears to be a noble beauty but is actually a vicious villain. Shou is a straight good man with a high sense of morality and mental stability. Later, he is forced by Gong to become a heavy man, and the two men are boundlessly heavy in gravity.
Both parties have their own problems and will grow, so give them some time.
In short, they are a young couple who are mortal enemies. Jpg
Although we are married and have children, we are still purely mortal enemies who are free from vulgar taste. Wife, oh no, brother, oh no, mortal enemies. Jpg
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I once sneered at the wind and moon, walked alone in the rain, and saw that autumn prevailed over spring. I often laughed at the sadness of the world and the sorrow of separation. I watched the wild geese flying over the silver saddle and the white horse trampling all the fallen flowers. I just asked who is faster? Today, the sand gull comes to stay for the night, and I wake up in a frightened dream. I am afraid of frightening him, and I am afraid of asking again where the old white horse is now. I only report the sand gull, and I have begged to go home, and my heart is at a loss. Dimly but see, there is a glimmer of ghost light.
It turns out that I am calling you from the fountain.
Purpose: fall in love healthily and enjoy a healthy life.
