As the saying goes, the sword in a swordsman's hand is his wife.
Unfortunately, as soon as I was reborn, I became the wife of my sworn enemy... Ah, sword.
In my previous life, we were at odds with each other. He stole my girl, and I shattered his spiritual sword. Can I let my archenemy shine in this life?
Of course not!
Since you can't resist, you can just enjoy it^_^
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Facing the ten-thousand-year-old ferocious beast, all the cultivators trembled and looked at one person. That was Chu Jijun, who had attained Mahayana cultivation at a young age.
He came on the wind, waved his cloud sleeves, and in an instant the sword light shot out, and a... Strip appeared.
All cultivators:? ? What is this?
Chu Jijun said calmly: Rolling pin.
From then on, everyone became accustomed to the immortal style. Chu Ji Junyun waved his sleeve and took out... A spatula, a nail rake, a carrot, a dog chew stick...
Until one day, Chu Jijun finally took out his sword.
Before the cultivators could get excited, they saw Mr. Chu Ji kneeling half-kneeling and begging Master: This is my Taoist companion. I want to get married to him. I hope Master will make it happen.
Practitioners: Damn it, as the saying goes, it is true!
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Small theater:
One day, my enemy was practicing on the top of the mountain. I hung on his waist and complained to the grass next to me out of boredom:
[Does Shen Lingyu have some sense of aesthetics? Give me a medicine name. What is Bailian? It sounds so unpleasant!
Cao: [Then what was your previous name?
I said proudly: [Wu Yi Fan.
Cao: [... He really loves you.
Intention: Meeting by chance
