Cen Muyao never thought that after going through all kinds of hardships to become a saint of the sect, she would fall into the mortal world and become the savior of Luo Jiuli, the ancestor of the fairyland.
With such a charming thigh, she would not miss it according to her past character of trying to find things in every possible way. She must enshrine this person with three fragrances every day, but...
She knew nothing about this ancestor's disguise.
Luo Jiuli's good-natured way of providing her with food and drink was almost like pampering her to heaven, but she took all the orders with a smile and showed no mercy: "This mortal brother, we are different from immortals, and we will never be able to eat from the same pot in this life."
Luo Jiuli, who had her chicken legs snatched away just a moment ago: ... Wipe your mouth first before speaking.
Many people say that the ancestor of the Immortal Domain, Dongfang Wuji, is old or has been extinct for tens of thousands of years, so they don't take him seriously.
Until one day, everyone in the Immortal Realm watched helplessly as the old ancestor who had changed his name was rejuvenated again. He raised his hand and turned the new monarch who tried to subvert the immortal world into a scum in seconds.
Not only that, he also brought a young and beautiful girl with him and cherished her like jewels, for fear of wronging her.
The young monk Cen Muyao sat tremblingly next to Luo Jiuli, looking at the people in the Immortal Realm who were prostrating and bowing under the high platform, he swallowed: ... Ancestor, it's not appropriate for me to sit here, right?
Luo Jiuli patted his thigh and smiled softly: How about I sit here instead?
Sumaki Haruka: ... I think it's pretty good here. (It was just too windy and my legs kept shaking)
The beloved saint of the fallen drama group × the affectionate, gentle, duplicitous and domineering ancestor
1V1, slightly sweet, occasionally sandy.
2021.03.19
The short story is being updated: "The Swordsmith's Sister's Family Owns a Mine"
When he woke up, weightlifter Su Yueqiao traveled through time.
His father disappeared, his family was destitute, and his fiancé broke off the engagement. He only had a dilapidated blacksmith shop as comfort.
Fortunately, she was bound to an arsenal, which contained all kinds of high-grade weapons and swords.
At the weapons appreciation conference, everyone was waiting to see her laugh.
Unexpectedly, she first took out a Xuan-level lancet, and then took out an Earth-level fish intestine sword, which shocked everyone.
In the days that followed, her shop continuously launched a variety of top-quality weapons, and people who wanted to buy them almost crossed the threshold of the shop.
All the swordsmiths in the city fell silent.
It's all about blacksmithing, so how can she definitely be able to forge the best weapons?
Everyone in the world knows that the Demon Lord Wen Xinglie is moody and can wipe out a large sect with a snap of his fingers.
But no one knew that he was originally a gold-swallowing beast.
He especially likes to refine the best weapons into water and drink it as black sesame paste.
At first, when his subordinates offered Su Yueqiao the best weapons in his shop, he sneered at them.
"Tasteless broken copper and iron, take it away!"
Later, in order to obtain a few more top-quality weapons, a certain demon lord even took the form of a prototype and pressed against a certain woman's thigh all day long, begging for a hug.
Subordinate: I just... Didn't see it.
Purpose: Cultivation is to find the path for all sentient beings, how can we just take care of ourselves?