She:
The butterfly enters the dream of floating life, and its wings break through the dust cage.
Originally a low-level slave in the demon world who was beaten and scolded by others, she awakened the memory of her peers in the human world and thought that she had been transported into a bloody demon world novel. Everyone else was a tool for her to counterattack and pass the level.
Mistaking sincerity for a script, mistaking affection for calculation.
Everyone in the world knows that the life of a feathered beast slave is like a piece of grass and can be manipulated by others.
But there are always people who care deeply for her.
However, I mistakenly treated a gentle and loving person and ended up with scars all over my body.
Once she regained consciousness, she no longer fell in love with love. She just borrowed the connections around her to make a comeback and overcome the adversity with the strength of her two lives.
Practice magic, find blood relatives, avenge your father, worship Sister Lin's husband as your teacher, and work with your husband, your wife, and your master to regain the lost land...
The old love is too late to regret, but the new love is deeply loved.
What about the lowly demon slave? My destiny is up to me, not to God!
Sister Lin is my best friend's sister-in-law, but I have to call her Mistress...
Wife, I have composed a new poem. Please help me read it!
He:
I want to marry you, and the matchmaker is marrying me, telling the world that you are the only one in this life.
All worldly matters can be discarded. In this life, I can only protect Wu Zhengzheng.
May I have wings under my wings and fly with you to the end of the sky.
Take in the infinite scenery of mountains and rivers, and spend this autumn with you in peace.
◆""The Spring Rain Occasionally Comes in Xuanxia Tower"
The sparse rain washes the blue sky gently, and the swallows sing sweetly outside the Xuanxia Tower.
Reading all the prosperity is empty, and waking up from a clear dream is half lonely.
Don't compete with the east wind for beauty, just rely on the cold moon to envy your freedom.
If he had a Lingyun pen at his age, he would dare to write about the best time in the world. . "
Lin Yuheng had a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes were as cold as ice, and he said in a clear voice: "You're showing off your shame."
◆Xu Wugong: I would like to go to the border to beat garrison drums, and then visit my hometown again in the spring after I regain my hometown.
Intention: My destiny is up to me, not to God! Protect the family and the country, women will not be outdone by men.
