Introduction:
Jiang Zhao climbed back from the brink of death by relying on the Tiansheng comment section.
From then on, in order to survive, Jiang Zhao was forced to succumb to the readers' offensive and put on a false mask.
Jiang Zhao is no longer the free-spirited Jiang Zhao. When faced with the pursuit of a noble family, he cannot simply run away. He must hold on unyieldingly for a while, and then run away vomiting blood.
When facing his murderous junior brother, he could no longer pretend to be crazy or foolish. He had to put on a gentle smile and sit with his junior brother on a high pile of grain, recalling the stories of the past together.
But apart from the occasional fatigue from running around, Jiang Zhao feels that life is still very beautiful.
Until he discovered that there was a little tail of a swordsman behind him. He took his money and stole his room, and even asked him to warm his bed at night. The most outrageous thing was that this little tail wouldn't even let him see the fire avoidance chart!
"What are you looking at to avoid fire?" A certain swordsman said in his ear, "Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing."
Responsibility-free small theater:
One day, Shen Jinyu chased Jiang Zhao all over the world as usual. After chasing him for several days and nights, he finally caught him.
Jiang Zhao obediently was captured by him and allowed him to tie a spirit-binding chain on himself. He blinked and suddenly praised: "Junior brother, you are so good-looking."
Jiang Zhao secretly glanced at the comment area and read the content seriously: "Well... I want to kiss, hug, and touch."
A stream of hot blood rushed straight to Shen Jinyu's Tianling Cap. With a cold face, he tied the spirit-binding lock into a tight knot.
Then, he came up to Jiang Zhao, and under Jiang Zhao's surprised gaze, he pulled off his collar and took a bite on his neck with a calm expression.
Jiang Zhao was shocked. Jiang Zhao was desperate.
He finally understood why there were always so many mosquitoes in the world of cultivation recently!
Note: Double arrows, emotional flow, bloody nonsense.
Both cowardly and cowardly, and good at making fatal attacks in front of his junior brother × The Flower of the High Mountain is a natural straight ball and crazily uses his brain to support his senior brother.
Follow the early self-guided strategy. Attacking is weaker than receiving, and attacking will pretend to be pitiful.
Double place, he.
Intention: Demon Lord can also make sand sculptures
