After the Original Heroine Tore up the Script

Please give me a qaq for an advance copy of the next book "Junior Sister Majoring in the Path of Ruthlessness". (Click the column to see) Introduction： In the ancient abuse literature, The original heroines were often of noble birth, gentle and kind-hearted, But because of the plot setting, he was always tortured both heart and soul by scumbag men, his heart was trampled in the mud, and he ended up miserable. But what if one day they awaken their self-awareness? Naturally, he stepped on the scumbag and tore up the script with his hands, opening a new chapter in his life. [Small Theater]: The last thing Yun Ruo saw before her eyes were gouged out was It is the indifferent face of the prince of heaven: What you have lost is just one pair of eyes, but she has lost all her pride, Yun Ruo, obedient. Jing Rong was bullied and bullied during her lifetime, and no one sought justice for her. After her death, she was remembered by everyone. Those people stepped on her bones to become famous and reach a higher level. The eldest daughter of the Shen family was covered in bruises and her clothes were torn. The fiancé held her face lovingly: Yuanyuan, it's my fault. From now on, I will protect you. At dusk, the saint of southern Xinjiang sat on her knees in the bloody mud. Her sweetheart held a torch with a happy face: Lan Ying, thank you very much. ... The clown was pushed off the execution platform with his backhand and disappeared into ashes. As for the Third Prince of Heaven who promised to be with her forever, The dark-haired and snow-skinned goddess raised her lips in boredom: It's a pity that your sincerity is worthless to me. At midnight, Jing Rong jumped from a tall building After selling her soul to the devil, she has no weaknesses and no need for redemption. She has been waiting for someone and wants to see him again. Because that umbrella on a rainy night was the only light in her gloomy life. In abandoned warehouse The eldest lady of the Shen family raised a gun to the leader's forehead. He urged impatiently: What are you still doing? Don't you want to use him to threaten me? Shoot? Otherwise, my hands will shake... The minions who were being blackmailed looked at each other. The handsome man who was cut to the ground suddenly had a few splashes of blood on his body. The saint's red threads flew from her fingers, Facing the horrified sweetheart whose body was pierced by a red thread, Still smiling, Yan Yan said: Sanlang, isn't this the eternal life you have been looking forward to? Come, soon, you will get what you want. A river of blood flowed behind him, and corpses lay everywhere. [Food Guide]: 1. Suppress first and then raise. A heroine with extremely upright views 2. Our purpose is! Flowers are not placed on cow dung; The scumbag bleeds and sheds tears in the crematorium, while the heroine is beautiful alone 3. Wen Huang cuts his own flesh and refuses writing guidance 4. This article will last six days the day after tomorrow and ten thousand a day on the weekend. ________________________________________ ________________________________________ [The next fantasy book "Black Moonlight is on strike and quits!" ! ↓Please give me advance payment! (Click the column to see) Everyone said that Chang Ming Jian Zun Jiang Li was selfish, cold-blooded and violent in nature. It is clear that sword bones are born, and as long as you practice hard for a lifetime, you will have a smooth journey. But he is willing to fall and join the demon clan. No one knows that she was once a gentle and kind little girl. Lord Hengshan saved her from fire and water, and led her into Cangwu Mountain against all opinions, and taught her Taoism. She practiced hard day and night, and achieved Nascent Soul at the age of nineteen. Thirteen years after she started, she remembers everyone's birthdays and preferences. I will also hold a lamp for them on a moonlit night. However, Yang Xueming, the junior sister of the Sword Sect, is very beautiful, good at playing the flute, and likes wearing white clothes. It is the eternal white moonlight in everyone's heart. He is the most beloved person in the heart of Lord Hengshan. But she was just a drug addict, even her bones and blood were calculated. When a baby becomes a baby, it is the day when the soul dies. The junior brother blocked her way, and the senior brother broke her leg bone. Jiang Li suddenly realized that her life was not worth it. But she was unwilling to do so. They treated her like grass and discarded her like a shoe. She wanted to become the most precious thing in their hearts, and then be trampled under their feet and crushed into mud. - So she crawled out of the endless abyss, tried her best, and finally got her wish. Everything you could ask for in the past is now available. Senior brother's bones and muscles were broken by her, and he couldn't live or die. The younger junior brother was determined to die just to look at her again, but she dismissed him. The arrogant Lord Hengshan knelt in front of her, begging her to remember the past friendship and save the sect's life. The black-haired and snow-skinned goddess took a step back, With a contemptuous look on his face: "Immortal Lord, you are joking. I have cultivated the path of ruthlessness. How can a person who has no intention be ruthless?" But there is always a person holding an umbrella for her standing behind her. Fang Ru still saw the familiar expressions on their faces, and saw that all the fierceness in her heart melted into softness. It's too late to regret it. At this point, the behemoth Sword Sect was defeated. The reputation of Hengshan Junfang has been completely destroyed. Everyone knows that he is a heartless and unkind hypocrite. There are no more disciples of the Sword Sect in the world, and the peaches and plums of Changming Mountain are all over the world. Three months later, Changming Sword Immortal Jiangli and Fengjun Huazui got married. Invite guests from all over the world. The young man on the other end of the red silk had gentle eyes and called out "Ayao" softly. She then held up the hem of her skirt and ran towards her husband with joy Have fun expressing your hidden love in a crowd of friends. ​​-The hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk, and the sword frosts fourteen continents. Intention: Self-reliance and self-improvement, you will have a bright and beautiful future by yourself