Online Editing of the Vicious Female Supporting Role (Quickly Read)

Min Zhiyan was bound to the female partner's death system because she abused her male partner too much, and she became the vicious female partner in her own novel. The vicious princess who poisoned the god of war and left his leg crippled, and the bloodthirsty and infamy on his back The mean widowed sister-in-law who caused the young champion to be deprived of his fame and reputation The sweet-faced little junior sister Hei who caused the spiritual roots of the genius senior brother to be shattered and the Taoist heart to be annihilated …… In order to complete the task and pay off the debt owed to the male partner who maliciously abused her as soon as possible, Min Zhiyan tried her best. Just as the mission was gradually completed and the male supporting actor's fate was about to get back on track, Min Zhiyan committed suicide in accordance with the system's requirements and retired with success, but the plot suddenly changed. Min Zhiyan: I just took the last step of life, old age, illness and death. Why are you all acting like your dead wives? #About me changing from a vicious female supporting character to Bai Yueguang# Food guide: 1.1V1, the male protagonist is always alone 2. The background is completely empty and there are many private settings. ----Advance collection of "After Rebirth, My Righteous Enemy Became My Master" Please collect it~---- Version 1: After another beating of the monk alliance, which was shouting to be beaten and killed, the disciples of the Protector Sect retreated completely. Du Huan, the female devil of the Hehuan Sect, was leaning on a tree. She caught a glimpse of the other party's cowardly appearance and then quickly ran away after speaking passionately and harshly. She blew her fingers out of boredom: Hey, no one can hit him. Then she was stabbed through by the Wenxin Sword Master, who was respected by all the monks as a model of righteousness and had a bad face all day long. Xie Shiji held a long sword in his hand, his beautiful eyebrows were like frost, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Those who cause trouble to the world of cultivation will die." Before his soul dissipated, Du Huan looked relieved, with a hint of relief: it was not a shame to die in the hands of this man. Unexpectedly, Du Huan was alive again. When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was leaning down to worship, and was about to perform the apprenticeship ceremony. While stunned, a familiar cold voice came from above: "Are you willing to join my family?" Du Huan raised his eyes in astonishment. The face that had been blurred in his sight before his death was now extremely clear, but it seemed to have become colder than in his memory. Version 2: What should I do if I am reborn as the only direct disciple of my mortal enemy? The other party is the kind of leader of the righteous path. I choose to let myself go. Master asked me to practice swordsmanship? Impossible. As the leader of a sect, is it necessary to practice swordsmanship? Lying flat is the first priority. Master, let me devote myself to cultivation? It's even more impossible. After a life of hard work and fighting, of course, you should eat and drink as you should, and live a free and happy life. Brothers and sisters, please let me have some respect and stop causing trouble to Master all the time? It's none of my business, he likes to clean up the mess and he likes it. The leader warned me to do my duty honestly and not to bring discredit to the sect all the time? Send him two words, haha. If I don't upset you, I will be called a devil all my life in vain. - Watching my master who was quite tolerant of me in the past walk towards me step by step under the constraints of those bullshit righteous ways, the familiar long sword in his hand was pointed at me again. My ridiculous thought that he was deceived last time he did this finally disintegrated bit by bit. Sect rules? Monk's Code? Fuck you. I can't bear it anymore. If you like it, just move your fingers to collect it~ Purpose: Heal the wounds in your heart and strive for a better life