Twelfth Floor

Formerly known as "No Posting When Enemies Are Entangled" [He is ruthless and doesn't talk much / his combat power is off the charts / he is not emotionally enlightened / he is mad at criticism x cynical and enjoys life / he runs the fastest when in danger / his combat power depends entirely on the health bar / he is a sick beauty] "Every sword is born with its mission. The Luohong Sword is stained with endless blood, just to make me the best in the world. And I made a lot of mistakes, and the last thing I should have been is to let the tip of the sword point at you." Twelfth Floor and Tan Qingming have been lifelong enemies. They have been entangled to death, wishing they could crush each other to ashes. In the ninth year of the Apocalypse, Tan Qingming failed in the siege on the 12th floor. Tan Qingming counterattacked with a sword and was killed on the spot. Before dying, Twelfth Floor took a knife and cut out his own heart blood and brought it to Tan Qingming's mouth. Taking advantage of his daze, he activated the Linking Heart Art and took him to hell with him. However, when they opened their eyes again, they were both reborn nine years ago - a time when they had not yet become enemies. Tan Qingming had only one idea. He went to the twelfth floor and asked why the Heart-to-Heart Jue, which was used to punish people who have betrayed their hearts, came true on him. It's a pity that the name Twelfth Floor has never appeared in the world again. His once unattainable status is now being replaced by a second-generation asshole named Cen Jingying. · Cen Jingying had the same dream over and over again. In the dream, the fire was raging, and someone came with a sword in his hand, his clothes were swaying, and his body was erect. He said, "I came to see you die." Cen Jingying endured the pain of burning karma, his skin and flesh were withered and tattered, but he kept repeating one sentence in his heart. ——But I want to live. However, in the dream after rebirth, the superior man unexpectedly leaned down and put his arms around Cen Jingying's shoulders, and placed a trembling cold kiss on his forehead. "I used to think that just mentioning you would make me feel heartbroken... But then I realized that love can also make people equally painful." *Big beauty and heartthrob *Collect ten thousand pots of dog blood ——Separating line———— Pre-order 1 "Prisoner Wind" has been published Once Chu Xuan passed through the book, he became an artificially created demigod with the same name. In the book, the way of heaven has fallen, and the Immortal Sect has gathered all its power to create demigods to fight against it, with the intention of helping the troubled world. Demigod Chu Xuan, Compassion, compassion, and kindness are the embodiment of all the good things in the world. However, fakes can only be fakes. Except for standing in a shrine and being worshiped by others, Chu Xuan has no supernatural power at all. Despised by heaven, reviled by mortals, and the immortals were ashamed of him, he finally had to become a ray of wind that drifted between the worlds of humans and immortals. Chu Xuan himself:. Chu Xuan: Fine, I turned black. But there is one more important thing than going dark. Some people claim to be born because of him, and they fight all the way north from Xunyang to Shengxian Terrace, just so that they can match him after ascending to godhood. · "So you don't remember what happened before you became a demigod?" Thunder thundered on the Immortal Platform, and the strong wind rushing out from the black hole tore the heaven and earth apart. Chu Xuan shook her head at Li Beihe, pretending to be disappointed, and tried hard to suppress the raised corners of her mouth. Chu Xuan: Where are you, you fool? If he dares to say that he remembers it, he will definitely be locked back in that dim and mediocre lighthouse and sit there for thousands of years. But he didn't expect Li Beihe to pull him off the shrine as if he hadn't seen him before. The God King, who was born with only a kind heart, was forced to show a solemn and solemn appearance. His peaceful eyebrows were rarely tinged with panic, and even his plain white clothes became messy. "It doesn't matter," Li Beihe said with a calm expression, as if he was used to it. "The wind is destined to be free forever, but I am imprisoned in the palm of my hand." The wind blows up the dome, it is not born, it is not destroyed by the earth. Li Beihe x Chu Xuan [Being born in the quagmire and using ruthless means to rise straight to the top x being covered in mud and not changing his character, he will be the flower of the high mountain] Pre-release 2 "Gui Ke Silent [Criminal Investigation]" Bai Jiuzhi, a famous puppet show artist in the country, was mistaken for a charlatan by Chen Qiuming during his first performance back in China and was handcuffed back to the bureau. Chen Qiuming: ... Why didn't you say you were performing a puppet show? Bai Jiuzhi:? Then you didn't tell me in advance that you were a detective. After that, Bai Jiuzhi's puppets were all absent from the scenes of one after another shocking crimes. They were all placed in conspicuous places at the crime scenes, overlooking all living beings. Chen Qiuming personally brought Bai Jiuzhi back to the city bureau again, but the person who spoke was the deceased who had borrowed Bai Jiuzhi's body to return to life. What the sixteen deceased people saw before they died was recounted in Bai Jiu's mouth, and even the conditions of death were exactly the same. No one knows that this young man who has psychic powers also has a helpless past, and no one knows that he has now returned to being a puppet and has become the manipulator of fate. [A ruthless and ungrateful man with a poisonous mouth and a cold heart/Heart-locked love with no worldly desires/The first criminal policeman to solve the case x multiple disguises are impeccable/He is attracted to the tool man/The puppet master who escapes is a master] Intention: Mistakenly pursuing the happiness of the world is quite confusing and confusing.