After Jun Jiming was reborn, he realized that he was dead.
It is now six hundred years later.
Familiar relatives and friends are sitting high in the clouds.
He looked up and was alone in the world.
At first, he just wanted to ask for clarity——
Why will I die?
But later, Jun Jiming discovered:
It's not easy to ask clearly.
Only the sword is unsheathed.
Six hundred years later, Jun Jiming's sword appeared again all over the world.
Cutting through the sky, asking for the underworld, the cold light of the sword has never rusted.
"I said that only my sword is the sharpest sword in Kyushu."
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There is also a flower.
She haunted him in her previous life, parasitized on him for hundreds of years, and then transformed into a human form, determined to establish a master-disciple relationship with him.
After seeing each other for six hundred years, Jun Jiming suddenly discovered:
The little flower is no longer the little flower it used to be.
Vines that had been with him for a hundred years wrapped around his body, and thousands of immortality flowers bloomed everywhere.
"After saying goodbye to Master, I traveled all over the world just to give you a chance to be reborn... I made the right bet, didn't I?"
The vines on his body tightened, locking his wrists and ankles...
It was cold and clinging to every inch of his skin.
Xiaohua smiled and said: "You are my master, my spiritual master... You are destined to be entangled with me forever."
"We want to be together forever for thousands of years."
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◆Multiple completed articles of the column are available! They are all cute and not greasy cookies~
◆Advance copy of "My sword has become a human form"
Chu Shengxue has a sword.
Drink blood to attack and kill demons.
Together, he and his sword admired the ten thousand years of frost and snow in the Bihua Palace, and climbed up to the high palace in the Nine Heavens.
You Xi said: "No one can be better than a man who is crazy about swords."
Under the pear tree, pink and white are flying.
Chu Shengxue newly killed a demon that wanted to climb up from the abyss, and was gently wiping his sword.
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"Your beauty is more than three points better than snow."
Another early morning, when I woke up, what I saw was not the same sharp sword as before.
But a man.
Smiling, naked.
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"I'll let you become a demon and become an immortal. I'll see you live forever."
"I still have delusional thoughts and want to be by your side."
◆Advance copy of "After talking about money, it's time to talk about love"
Qiucheng has always believed that the first person in his live broadcast room is the second generation who is stupid and rich. Otherwise, why do so many technical anchors not watch and only stare at the live broadcast room of him, a life player?
What's more, he doesn't show his face, compete, and make money. The live broadcast room has been criticized by fans as a good recipe for treating insomnia.
... It really has no ornamental value.
But if you are stupid and have a lot of money, you will be a good companion to chat with.
In the dead of night, Qiucheng would take him to talk about life and recall the past.
Don't tell me, it's fun to be stupid and have a lot of money.
Always available and never complains.
Qiucheng, who was slightly moved, rejected the confession of the senior whom he had known for a short time.
Turn around and do more couple tasks with people.
But why...
Does the account ID that people spend so much money look so familiar to?
Much like the netizen who used to play games with him but has been out of touch for 10,000 years.
And the more I listened, the more I felt that the voice of a stupid person with a lot of money sounded too much like a senior.
Qiucheng wanted to run away again.
Intention: Life is full of grass and trees, but I hope I will have no regrets.