
The Jiao Maiden
蛟女
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I like it and want to watch the extras
Jiao Nu, when I first saw this title, I thought it was a story about a woman from the dragon tribe. Although she is indeed a descendant of the dragon tribe, she is Quite different from the concept of Dragon Girl. So, being used to reading fairy tales, I was brainwashed by the world conceived by Yan Qin. In fact, after reading the whole story, the heroine has been a spoiled little girl since she was born. Although she has no harmful intentions, she is not A good person who can be flattened and rounded by others. Carrying the curse of twin dragons, he went through a miserable adolescence, and finally turned into a black man and transformed into the ultimate BOSS. Aruo, as a heroine, has an outstanding temperament, but she is not innocent and kind-hearted and upholds justice. My own people will never just give way. She is kind, but her kindness has a bottom line. If others do not offend me, I will not offend others. If someone offends me, I will repay him tenfold! I like this kind of character very much. It is precisely because of this kind of character that I can face those criticisms. , She dared to keep walking without bowing her head. When the only support, his twin brother gave up on him, those brave people Dare to struggle, dare to open your heart, and see those weak selves, then you are truly strong. She seems willful, but she is more rational and calm than anyone else. When the Snow Fox King was about to leave, she knew better than anyone that her future cultivation might only stay at that level, but she didn't have a single step. Si complained, she knew very well that she was extremely lucky to have power. So sensible, so kind! But just because of his identity as a dragon, he was deprived of his power, his dignity as a boy, and even his right to know the truth. Taken away together. How should A Ruo deal with such a strong and almost suffocating love? Qianye Youyu, such a beautiful wish, but from the moment she was born, this name was destined to lose its meaning. Although I was hurt along the way, I finally understood that love is not everything. Some things, although lost, are more precious. Mr. Mo, I don't like this character. Too deep and self-righteous. Love indeed, but the way of love is wrong. The true way to love an eaglet is not to protect it, but to let it grow. Only the young eagle that is thrown off the cliff and flies up on its own can fight the sky. Because I love you so much that I can't let go. Or, love but refuse to admit it. Doomed damage. Jin Huan. Tsundere Xiaohong. The male protagonist in the copywriting. The mythical beast Qilin. Dressed in red, proud and proud. As his first love, he clings to that persistence and remains alone under the pressure of his family and Guixu, clinging to the one who has forgotten him. That little man. Seeing the little person in her heart gradually walking away, although Xiaohong was unhappy in every way, she still gave her a helping hand when she needed help. Without hesitation. When Aruo faced the trap, he took her to escape from the fairy world. When Aruo was alone, he awkwardly accepted her as his disciple and took her under his wing. However, in the face of the conspiracy in the fairy world, Xiaohong couldn't protect her anymore. That battle was brutal. Even though he knew the outcome, he still stood in front of that person without any hesitation, and finally had the chance to protect her from the wind and rain. Even though her soul was shattered, she still felt guilty, feeling guilty that she couldn't protect her longer. I can no longer cry or make trouble with her. Haokun. Guarding silently. Like a shadow, wherever there is Aruo, there is Haokun. In relationships, there is no question of whether it is worth it or not, only whether you are willing or not. Cai Die in Fairy Sword once said this. Haokun spent his whole life to protect. Possessed, killed, reincarnated. I have walked through the River of Forgetfulness and crossed the River of Sansheng, but I cannot forget the protective belief deeply engraved in my soul. There is also the handsome Qing Han, the lazy blue clothes, and the Dragon King protecting the calf. The little fish is so unfortunate and yet so lucky. Come and take a walk in this world. I lost a lot and gained a lot.
Wow, it's not satisfying. I only guessed the beginning, but I didn't expect the ending. I really want to watch the extras!
My Xiaohong is finally back. . Woo woo woo~~~~ shed tears and scatter flowers Lao Hei, go aside~~~Xiao Hong is the king. . . The most sincere love, pure, not for anything, first love. . . I brew brew. . . . The last 2 sentences. . . Yan Qin, you are simply turning a corner. . . Even when she became a zombie, she never forgot her. . . !!!
In other words, falling in love with someone like Mo Jun, whether it is his first love or not, can only be described in two words - bitterness and depression; if you want to find another verb, it is - looking for abuse.
Why can some people retain the memories of their previous lives after being reincarnated, but Jin Chen can't remember it?
It turned out to be Jin Chen!!!! Mo Jun! Well, it's rare to find an article like this where I like all the male protagonists. There must be a side story! The story after the ending.
I hate the self-righteous guy the most. Who does he think he is? He looks like a benevolent and moral hypocrite.
The darkened heroine is indeed fierce. . . The long-lost sofa. . . 5555555555. . . . . . . .
Ouch. . . I can't understand it more and more. . . So deep. . . Aruo is no longer Aruo. . . Xiao Hong is gone. . No more. . !!! 5555555555555. . . . . . . . .