Yes, I, Yu Xingxing, am synonymous with the "Qing Leng Master" that everyone often calls me.
Beauty, coolness, aloofness, genius... Are all my exclusive labels.
I don't know why, but since I took up the position of Master, I have always experienced many things that are difficult to talk about.
The little apprentice who had just entered the mountain was looking at my portrait in the room, mumbling about stars, love, etc., And he was panting like an asthma attack.
The lovely disciple who disappeared out of anger for five hundred years finally came back, but he always pretended to be sick and held my hand in the room to tell Master not to abandon me again.
When I walked down the mountain to practice, I met a mermaid lying dying in the mountain. I kindly sent him back to the East China Sea, but he said something like "How dare you do that to me" and then followed me every day.
To be honest, I have no idea what's wrong with everyone. I always smell some conspiracy. Is this my test to become a god?
As a Tianguan reservist, I have always been careful not to get involved in the world of human rights and wrongs.
Just...
I dare not eat the bitter fruit of love, but can I taste the sweetness?
When three thousand thunder tribulations struck me, I still felt that it was all the fault of monsters like them. I had always abided by my duty to slay demons, defend the road, and support justice...
Food guide: The protagonist of this article is female-oriented, not ambiguous about gender, lighthearted and funny, bg, contains slight gl (no bl-oriented content), and is a short article for daily meals.
Intention: Firm in original intention