How Did the Female Cultivators of the Hehuan Sect Obtain the Flower of the High Mountains?

Genuine Jinjiang Hehuan Sect has only one purpose: Hehuan Sect does not talk about feelings but only covets Yuanyang As an incompatible new disciple of the Hehuan Sect, Yu Miaoran looks too silly and sweet in appearance and personality, so that her senior sisters are deeply worried about her great fish pond business. But who would have thought that Yu Miaoran would complete the task brilliantly on the third day after coming down from the mountain - capturing the Yuanyang of Feng Changyin, the Lord of Tianshu Palace... However, before she could pull away, she was stabbed through the heart by a sword. Yes, she was stabbed through the heart by a sword at that moment... Since then, Yu Miaoran's name has been recorded in the history of the sect, and has become a negative case that all disciples of the Hehuan Sect must memorize QAQ * Yu Miaoran thought she was dying, but she unexpectedly fell into an illusion with the soul of the high mountain flower in the most bizarre way. Both of them lost their memory. In this life, their childhood sweetheart was both a teacher and a friend. He was a mature and well-behaved young man. He single-handedly brought her up, taught her how to read and write, and traveled thousands of miles. He detoxified her from the heat and poison she was born with, and told her: If he dies, he will be with her for thousands of miles. He guards the world, she guards him Everything was going well until Yu Miaoran remembered her tragic experience of being stabbed to death. On the day when she defended Feng Changyin from being punished by ten thousand swords, it was a clear spring day with scorching peach blossoms. She vomited blood and touched his face with her white fingertips: Little Master... Feng Changyin coughs... When she was dying, Yu Miaoran felt that she was so stupid, so she took her last breath and said the last words in Feng Changyin's ear that shocked his pupils. The illusion is shattered in an instant * The Lord of Tianshu Palace, Feng Changyin, is the most mysterious genius monk in the world of cultivation. He is only one step away from becoming an immortal. He is a being that countless monks can only look up to. However, when I woke up, not only was Yuanyang gone, but I was also trapped in unspeakable dreams every night. Until he accidentally bumped into the new Buddha knocking wooden fish, and a sleepy girl squatted beside the cassock. Like a cat, a kitten that meows uneasily in a dream at night No one could have imagined that the mountain snow lotus that could only be looked up to in the world of immortality would one day be stained with the Mark of the Fallen Demon Only Feng Changyin knew that in every dream he fell into every night, those irresistible moments were the sinking of his free will. And he couldn't prevent this fall He is uncontrollable over her and cannot be killed * In the interstellar space of 20,000 years, the large-scale immersive immortal cultivation game "Rosemary's Realm" set off a craze and soon attracted the attention of the official organization of metaphysics. The official organization of metaphysics is a mysterious organization known only to the top level. It is the descendant of gods hidden in the human world. The interstellar chief commander Feng Changyin entered "The Realm of Rosemary" to find an unknown friend. The moment he logged in, Experimental Subject 12333 of the Rosemary Realm received the mission at the same time to secretly destroy the next Wind God Feng Changyin. Experimental Subject 12333 immediately formulated a plan of destruction, appeared in the most innocent and touching image of a lamb, and destroyed the prey at the moment when the dream world was most vulnerable and easiest to invade. When the truth is revealed, the day of judgment The chief commander sitting in the judgment seat, with straight military uniform, broad shoulders and narrow waist, asked with a serious smile: "Name" The girl timidly answered: 12333 The young commander stared at the girl who was burying her head, bit off the white finger cot, stood up, put one hand on the desk, pinched the girl's innocent baby face, pinched her neat but deadly teeth with his long, cold white fingertips, and asked her name in a business-like manner: The girl blinked her round light green eyes, and her soft tongue accidentally brushed against the commander's calloused fingertips. She answered quite innocently: Yu Miaoran [When gods and evil spirits meet, everything is out of control] ——————Click the column for advance payment "Little Junior Sister Xianyu is going to be made into a puppet by the villain's senior brother" --Red thread puppet, trapping me in eternity-- Lin Xiangwan wore it the night she checked her college entrance examination results. Good news 1: Family harmony paves the way for the whole family, and she only worries about how to spend her pocket money every month; Good news 2: Fellow senior brother Shen Shu is as good as Zhang, gentle and amiable, knowledgeable and talented, and is the best in the hospital. Unfortunately, he is weak and short-lived. Every month, she only worries about when he will die young. Bad news 1: The system arrived late, and it turned out that she was dressed as a vicious female supporting character from ancient times. Bad news 2: There is a villain in the book who is a master of painting and loves painting beauty lamps. He is also called Shen Shuxing. Oh, this madman finally made her whole family into puppets. * What? Strategy for the Redemption Script? Lin Xiangwan took a hard look at the 99% blackening progress bar above Shen Shuxing's head... It's okay, nothing in life is difficult, as long as you are willing to give up She has no future and plans to run away with her whole family. Later, Lin Xiangwan returned late at night, and the sound of a wheelchair rolling could be heard in the darkness. The door closed automatically without wind, blocking out the hazy moonlight The red thread wraps around her slender limbs, the red pen falls down to her waist, and the silver hooks and iron paintings are flowing. In her dazed state, Lin Xiangwan heard a gentle and creepy voice of intimacy: Shh, you are still the best behaved like this. * The little junior sister likes to sleep very much, she feels relaxed and cute as if she were buried in peace; The little junior sister likes to eat very much, she has a gluttonous appetite, she is cute; The little junior sister likes to study very much, and she has a kind of piety and cuteness; …… But sometimes Shen Shuxing propped up his chin and looked at the mess of people beside his junior sister in distress, thinking—— I really should put the little junior sister into the notebook and keep it Like killing a fluttering butterfly With a smile on his face, he closed the "Little Junior Sister's Observation Notes" with a snap. Concept: The unkillable feeling of free will is love itself