When Qi Zhishui woke up, he found that the world had changed.
His little bamboo horse became the biggest villain in the world, and everyone in his sect died. Qi Zhishui was in a trance. As soon as he went out, he knelt down and called someone, "Lord Qi."
Good guy, I just celebrated my sixteenth birthday yesterday, why did I wake up and rush to sleep?
But at this time, someone came over to report: "Master, your sword thrust yesterday was wonderful. The devil Zhou Zhiguang is finally dead!"
It's over, I've been saying "I'll kill Zhou Zhiguang" for more than ten years
... It actually came true.
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Zhou Zhiguang: "Senior brother, if you kill me once, you have to pay for it with your body as a token of comfort, right?"
"It's okay, little senior brother, you don't have to do anything, as long as you can get fucked, you'll be fine."
Qi Zhishui:...?
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My original intention was to write about the heroic spirit of Jianghu immortals. Whether I can write about it or not is another matter.
CP Zhou Zhiguang × Qi Zuoshui. Next year HE.
Affectionate and paranoid, don't use Bilian's sunny surface to attack × dissolute and frivolous, not caring about everything.
Purpose: It is everyone's responsibility to eliminate mosquitoes
