Tips: If you are not serious about Pujiang, enter with caution! Be careful! Be careful!
As one of the top forces in the Qiongxiao Realm, Taiji Sect's central treasure is a pair of "mysterious swords of destiny". Since the founding of Taoism, it has been used as a final shock. But since the great changes in the world hundreds of thousands of years ago, Tai Chi Sect has become increasingly endangered. But no one has been able to use the two swords to recognize them... Just after the festival, the first Lingxian will appear, the situation is turbulent, and the Tai Chi Sect is in danger. Their hope finally appeared...
Lin Ruofeng, who has "achieved everything in his life and past", and Chi Shensheng, who has "innate sins" that only appear in the gossip of his predecessors.
But when they met, instead of taking Tai Chi to a new high, they worked together to pull them out of hell...
From the Qiongxiao world to the fairy world, the final destination is the devil world? Where is the destination of their lives...
Love? Friends group? Family affection? I can't tell the difference for a long time...
As a newbie, I am in charge of writing and writing, so I can't help but kill typos... In addition, the whole process is voice input, and awkward sentences are refused. If it appears, it must be something I can pronounce smoothly.
I have little talent and knowledge, so in order to give everyone a better understanding, here is a poem:
To the oak tree
If I love you——
It's definitely not like the climbing Lingxiao flower
Lend me your tall branches to show off
If I love you——
Never imitate the infatuated bird
Repeat the monotonous song for the green shade
Not just like a fountain
Bringing cool comfort all year round
Not just like dangerous peaks
, increase your height and set off your majesty
Even sunlight and even spring rain
No, these are not enough
I must be a kapok tree near you
Standing with you as the image of a tree
Roots, tightly held in the ground
Ye, get along in the clouds
Every gust of wind passes by
We all greet each other
But no one can understand our words
You have your copper branches and iron trunks
Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd
I have my red flowers
Like a heavy sigh, like a heroic torch
We share the cold waves, wind and thunder, and thunderbolts
We share the mist, liulan, and hauni
As if separated forever
But we will always depend on each other
This is great love
Fidelity is here
love——
Not only do I love your majestic body
I also love the position you insist on, the land under your feet
If you make a mistake in typing, that's the nature of a bad learner.
Thank you for reading this. The author will dream about you!
Intent: A love story that is not spectacular.