Just like her name, Cheng Xiaoyu is so ordinary that you can't find her on the street.
He has a round face and round eyes, a height that is neither tall nor short, a good or bad cultivation base, a good or bad family background, and a temperament that is as shapeless as grass blown by the wind. Even the direction of his practice was chosen haphazardly.
But since coming to the Thousand Light Sword Sect, her life has undergone earth-shaking changes
The Sword Master of the Sword Sect extended an invitation to her to become a disciple when they first met;
The most powerful and proud man of heaven invited her to go to the library together;
The most beautiful nun would ask her to take a walk after practice;
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Everyone was swirling around her, and she received the most passionate and most love.
She went from being confused to gradually accepting.
Until one day, she accidentally arrived at the practice room late and apologized to her substitute brother: "Sorry, I got up a little late."
But instead of comforting her as usual, the other party showed an expression of indifference and disgust.
The leader at the end did not comfort her as usual, but "tsk" impatiently.
From that day on, her aura of being the favorite of the group disappeared...
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As Cheng Xiaoyu's natal sword spirit, Cheng Yingxue didn't understand why his master was so popular.
Although she looked ordinary, a little careless, and her rhetoric was too serious, countless people came one after another to show their attentiveness to her.
Until he accompanied her in the dead of night, swinging the sword thousands of times;
He and she risked their lives countless times to break into the monster cave, just to dig up a sword-making treasure;
See her tirelessly taking on several tasks just to earn some spiritual stones to prepare birthday gifts for her so-called friends;
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The three words "Cheng Yingxue" were also the first gift she gave him after thinking hard for several days.
One day after the so-called "group pet halo" disappeared, the demon clan invaded, and it was necessary for living beings to sacrifice the sword and release the divine consciousness of the ancient sword.
Everyone thought of Cheng Xiaoyu as a matter of course.
The most ordinary Cheng Xiaoyu in the sect, the most ordinary Cheng Xiaoyu.
They stood in front of her and looked at her.
Only Cheng Yingxue stood quietly behind her.
"Tch! Why are you crying? Doesn't it make a clanging sound when you chop wood with a sword at night?" He could hardly hide his murderous intent and gritted his teeth, "Cheng Xiaoyu, pull out the sword and fight it back."
Concept: Everyone is unique and irreplaceable