To Ouyang Mingri, his life seems to have been in black and white. Aside from his master, Yi Shan, he seems never to have received anyone else's love: the kind that has nothing to do with his identity or his appearance, and is simply for who he is. If he had gone down the mountain a few years earlier, if he had experienced more, if he'd had a couple more close friends, would he have been less hung up on his father's abandonment? Would he have avoided sacrificing his life for people who didn't care about him? Could he have had a complete life, with people who loved and cherished him, confidants, friends, and family...?
Actually, this is just an adventure story about Ouyang Mingri and his friends teaming up to fight monsters, growing up and maturing along the way... The TV series' plot may or may not appear, depending entirely on where the story goes. Yun Ge has no idea where it'll lead, either.
P.S. Can I tell you that this story is entirely the product of my pent-up feelings? Can I tell you that I was talked into starting it by a girl named Lingling? Can I tell you that I was completely under her spell and only came to my senses after posting four chapters??? All right! I've said it all...
This is Yun Ge's first story, so please forgive me if it's not very good. Also... all right, all right!! I admit it: this story is entirely about Mingri being spirited away to the Central Plains when he was young.
Ever since I was a kid, I've been frustrated that Mingri fell in love with that goody-two-shoes Shangguan Yan. Why choose instant noodles when one of the Four Beauties is right there?! All right! That scoundrel Sima Changfeng completely ruined Jiao Tan Hua's beautiful instant-noodle hair... Ahem... I'm getting off track... So, spiriting Mingri away to the Central Plains is a must.
It's well written, why don't you update it more?
It's well written, why don't you update it more?
Maomao, the layout is not arranged properly. One big paragraph, one big paragraph.
La la la. After reading the copy, I smiled quietly. Come here, Maomao, I promise not to beat you to death