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[Synopsis]
He, Lei Ling, is an ordinary boy. But one day, he happens to pick up a strange black crystal: the “Demon-Sealing Stone”! “The Demon-Sealing Stone? The book says it’s used to seal powerful monsters! I’ve never heard of a mage being sealed inside one. Or maybe that thing is actually a monster sealed by a demon hunter, trying to earn my trust so it can kill me once I agree to help it?” Lei Ling stares at the sparkling black diamond in his hand, making his solemn conjectures.
She, Huan Lian, is a distinguished mage, and all she did was make a “little” mistake. Was there really any need to seal away all her magic and send her to a world without magic? It’s not fair! And to make matters worse, she has to obey a seemingly polite and well-behaved fellow who is actually devious and cunning. Is fate really giving her no way out?
“This brat Lei Ling actually wants to use her as a ‘summoned beast and guardian spirit.’ Does he think he’s the genie in Aladdin’s lamp? In the myths and legends of this world, spirits sealed inside magical vessels have to carry out their masters’ orders and twisted wishes. I don’t have that kind of ‘special ability.’”
She isn’t one of those legendary, otherworldly spirits and demons. When she’s hungry, she has to eat; when she’s tired, she has to sleep; when she’s dirty, she has to take a bath... Aside from being a little prettier than ordinary humans (what shamelessness!), she’s no different from them.
Theme:
The pit is deep.
Put your hand in front of your eyes and you can see a little glimmer on the nails.
Hold your breath and hear your heartbeat.
So I hugged my knees tightly and sat at the bottom of the pit, looking up at a 45-degree angle to the sky.
Legend has it that in this posture, you can see renewed light. Everyone is talking about the renewed light. I think it neither belongs to today nor tomorrow. It only appears at the time it should appear and stays where it should stay. In just a short moment, the weak white light warms the dark bottom of the pit and illuminates everyone's gaze.
So they said legends yesterday, today, tomorrow... Legends are floating in every corner.
"Are you new here?" Someone asked me.
"Yes!"
"You looked good climbing down!"
I think she is praising me. I always do this, climbing from the bottom of one pit to the bottom of another pit. I am used to climbing, so I am very skilled.
"Climb out together and take a breath?"
She invited me like this.
"No, thank you!" I was tired from climbing and wanted to rest at the bottom of this pit.
There are pits on the ground at any time. When you climb out, you don't know which step ahead will lead you to fall into the next pit. I looked up at her posture as she climbed out, heading towards hope step by step, and heading towards the bottom of the pit step by step. There was numbness, fatigue, and struggle. So someone goes out and someone comes in again.
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
"Is it comfortable to squat?"
"My legs are a little numb, I'll lie down later!"
"Lie down!"
"Are you going out too?"
"Yes, maybe there will be a new world in the next pit!"
You see, people can never give up hope.
So, I crawled. I crawled all over the pit. I'm still at the bottom of the hole.
Crawling requires such a posture, with hands on the ground and legs kneeling on the ground. This is really not a pleasant posture, but when crawling, my eyes are infinitely close to the bottom of the pit, looking at every place over and over again, like a cow chewing its cud, chewing every word.
I have forgotten the initial taste. What I am waiting for is tomorrow's food. I am a fish with my head raised, constantly devouring, never stopping, until the day when the food suffocates me to death. But what I use more is the "squatting" posture. This is a posture soaked in the blood and engraved in the bones. This is the posture in which I keep looking up. This is a 45-degree posture toward the sky. It is said that there is a creature called a bird in the sky. They come and go freely and are never restrained. Their wings are spread out and their bodies are light. I think they will definitely not be able to learn the "squat" movement. No part of their bone structure is designed for squatting. Creation is so discriminating against them that you can hardly imagine how much fun they have in living.
Maybe one day you will meet me squatting at the bottom of a pit. I look up to the sky and cry in the wind;
Maybe one day you will meet me crawling around, with long hair and fallen nails. Climb towards you step by step, pass through your black hair, my hand, pass through your network cable, my resentment, do you know who I am?
Please reprint.
[Well, this is transferred from the hands of a certain rape flower TX, please feel free to transfer it, and it is dedicated to every author who opens a hole but does not fill it]
He also said that Maomao would make a guest appearance, which was simply a lie, a liar! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
People want to watch the second part
Friends who click in to see!! Quickly click the X in the upper right corner of the window to leave here
This work is not finished at all... It is just the completion of the first part
Look at the date he opened the pit!!
Don't think the author will finish this piece of shit!!
The author is currently happily writing other articles
This place is just a garbage pit that the author does not want.
Leave quickly... You will be seriously injured if you fall into this pit!!!
Friends who click in to see!! Quickly click the X in the upper right corner of the window to leave here
This work is not finished at all... It is just the completion of the first part
Look at the date he opened the pit!!
Don't think the author will finish this piece of shit!!
The author is currently happily writing other articles
This place is just a garbage pit that the author does not want.
Leave quickly... You will be seriously injured if you fall into this pit!!!
Friends who click in to see!! Quickly click the X in the upper right corner of the window to leave here
This work is not finished at all... It is just the completion of the first part
Look at the date he opened the pit!!
Don't think the author will finish this piece of shit!!
The author is currently happily writing other articles
This place is just a garbage pit that the author does not want.
Leave quickly... You will be seriously injured if you fall into this pit!!!
It's just that some plots are too simple. I hope they can be fixed in the future.
Having said that, it feels good to have an update. . . Hehe
What the hell! Halfway through writing this article, I started to write a new pit again.
What a joke
Just give up and forget it.
What the hell! Halfway through writing this article, I started to write a new pit again.
What a joke
Just give up and forget it.
The pit is deep. Put your hand in front of your eyes and you can see a little glimmer on the nails. Hold your breath and hear your heartbeat. So I hugged my knees tightly and sat at the bottom of the pit, looking up at a 45-degree angle to the sky. Legend has it that in this posture, you can see renewed light. Everyone is talking about the renewed light. I think it neither belongs to today nor tomorrow. It only appears at the time it should appear and stays where it should stay. In just a short moment, the weak white light warms the dark bottom of the pit and illuminates everyone's gaze. So they said legends yesterday, today, tomorrow... Legends are floating in every corner. "Are you new here?" Someone asked me. "Yes!" "You looked good climbing down!" I think she is praising me. I always do this, climbing from the bottom of one pit to the bottom of another pit. I am used to climbing, so I am very skilled. "Climb out together and take a breath?" She invited me like this. "No, thank you!" I was tired from climbing and wanted to rest at the bottom of this pit. There are pits on the ground at any time. When you climb out, you don't know which step ahead will lead you to fall into the next pit. I looked up at her posture as she climbed out, heading towards hope step by step, and heading towards the bottom of the pit step by step. There was numbness, fatigue, and struggle. So someone goes out and someone comes in again. "Hello!" "Hello!" "Is it comfortable to squat?" "My legs are a little numb, I'll lie down later!" "Lie down!" "Are you going out too?" "Yes, maybe there will be a new world in the next pit!" You see, people can never give up hope. So, I crawled. I crawled all over the pit. I'm still at the bottom of the hole. Crawling requires such a posture, with hands on the ground and legs kneeling on the ground. This is really not a pleasant posture, but when crawling, my eyes are infinitely close to the bottom of the pit, looking at every place over and over again, like a cow chewing its cud, chewing every word. I have forgotten the initial taste. What I am waiting for is tomorrow's food. I am a fish with my head raised, constantly devouring, never stopping, until the day when the food suffocates me to death. But what I use more is the "squatting" posture. This is a posture soaked in the blood and engraved in the bones. This is the posture in which I keep looking up. This is a 45-degree posture toward the sky. It is said that there is a creature called a bird in the sky. They come and go freely and are never restrained. Their wings are spread out and their bodies are light. I think they will definitely not be able to learn the "squat" movement. No part of their bone structure is designed for squatting. Creation is so discriminating against them that you can hardly imagine how much fun they have in living. Maybe one day you will meet me squatting at the bottom of a pit. I look up to the sky and cry in the wind; Maybe one day you will meet me crawling around, with long hair and fallen nails. Climb towards you step by step, pass through your black hair, my hand, pass through your network cable, my resentment, do you know who I am? Please reprint. [Well, this is transferred from the hands of a certain rape flower TX, please feel free to transfer it, and it is dedicated to every author who opens a hole but does not fill it]
He also said that Maomao would make a guest appearance, which was simply a lie, a liar! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
People want to watch the second part
Friends who click in to see!! Quickly click the X in the upper right corner of the window to leave here This work is not finished at all... It is just the completion of the first part Look at the date he opened the pit!! Don't think the author will finish this piece of shit!! The author is currently happily writing other articles This place is just a garbage pit that the author does not want. Leave quickly... You will be seriously injured if you fall into this pit!!!
Friends who click in to see!! Quickly click the X in the upper right corner of the window to leave here This work is not finished at all... It is just the completion of the first part Look at the date he opened the pit!! Don't think the author will finish this piece of shit!! The author is currently happily writing other articles This place is just a garbage pit that the author does not want. Leave quickly... You will be seriously injured if you fall into this pit!!!
Friends who click in to see!! Quickly click the X in the upper right corner of the window to leave here This work is not finished at all... It is just the completion of the first part Look at the date he opened the pit!! Don't think the author will finish this piece of shit!! The author is currently happily writing other articles This place is just a garbage pit that the author does not want. Leave quickly... You will be seriously injured if you fall into this pit!!!
It's just that some plots are too simple. I hope they can be fixed in the future.
Having said that, it feels good to have an update. . . Hehe
What the hell! Halfway through writing this article, I started to write a new pit again. What a joke Just give up and forget it.
What the hell! Halfway through writing this article, I started to write a new pit again. What a joke Just give up and forget it.