Zhanzhan became the guardian spirit of the villain in the book.
Good news: The villain has not turned dark yet, he is a swordsman girl as bright as the bright moon.
Bad news: Her spirit bones will be broken and she will fall into the Demonic Abyss soon, and her guardian spirit will sacrifice herself to protect the villain.
Zhanzhan: QAQ
She knows how to protect the villain.
If she doesn't protect the villain, she will still follow her if the villain dies.
Faced with a certain death script, Zhanzhan agreed to a deal with the system——
Attack the villain and pull her back from the wrong path.
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As soon as Jiang Jin opened his eyes, he returned to the day when his fate turned around.
Her body was dripping with blood, her expression was cold, she closed her eyes in boredom, and poured down into the endless abyss behind her without hesitation.
But one thing is different from the previous life - her guardian spirit is not dead this time, and has also transformed into a human form.
The girl said her name was Zhan Zhan.
She would ask her to save innocent people, she would bandage her wounds while whispering, and she would praise her swordsmanship with bright eyes.
Zhanzhan murmured some strange words all day long, and said that one day she would become an immortal king respected by thousands of people.
Immortal Lord?
Oh, how ridiculous.
Zhanzhan thought she was saving someone who almost went astray, but Jiang Jin was an evil ghost crawling back from the abyss.
What she wants is not admiration, but fear from the common people.
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On the day she was arrested and threatened Jiang Jin, Zhanzhan saw the cold eyes of the beautiful girl, looking at her as if she was looking at unnecessary trash.
"Just kill him."
"She has nothing to do with me."
Only then did Zhanzhan realize that the villain is the villain.
From the beginning to the end, Jiang Jin was just using and deceiving her.
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…
Later.
Zhan Zhan was taking a boating trip with the young master of the Immortal Sect, but was stopped by the Demon Lord with cold eyes.
Jiang Jin strangled her wrist, his face as pale as a ghost.
For the first time, she showed a fragile look, and her low and hoarse voice contained a plea: "Zhanzhan, come home with me."
Zhanzhan opened her fingers one by one and smiled sweetly: "I'm sorry."
"I have nothing to do with you."
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Jiang Jin once felt that the guardian spirit named Zhanzhan was a troublesome burden.
If it wasn't for the sake of getting her heart's content, why would he have been in vain with her for so long?
But later, when her sword really penetrated the girl's chest.
Jiang Jin regretted it.
[The sullen beauty who looks as cold as the moon is actually broken × the girl who wears books who looks like a pure and kind girl all day long]
*There is a crematorium. If you curse the character, you can't curse me. QAQ
*Cover artist: Fu Thief
*Don't say that I didn't choose the name carefully, qaq. The name Zhanzhan comes from "the scenery of Zhanzhan, my heart is at ease". At first, I thought of a girl as beautiful as glass and porcelain. Zhanzhan came first, and then Jiang Jin came. They were all very attentive and did not favor one over the other.
——Dandian pre-collection of the same genre "Hear the Strategy System Sound Before Confessing Love"——
Wen Yichu is an outlier in that circle.
She was an orphan sponsored by the Song family, and naturally became the eldest lady Song Yinghuan's little follower.
Because he was born mute, he always held a book quietly and fell at the end of the crowd.
"Quiet little mute." Song Yinghuan would always narrow her beautiful fox eyes, lift her chin with her slender fingers, and appreciate her panic in a joking tone.
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At first, Wen Yichu just wanted to finish his studies, find a job to support himself, and stay as far away from everyone in the Song family as possible.
But Song Yinghuan was like a difficult vine. He came close to her with his charming and beautiful eyebrows and smiled softly against her ear: "Little mute, why do you always avoid me?"
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The aloof Miss Song saved her from fire and water again and again, like a burning flame, burning through Wen Yichu's entire wilderness.
Song Yinghuan blocked Wen Yichu's blow.
Song Yinghuan carefully prepared a grand birthday party for Wen Yichu.
Song Yinghuan was soaked in the rain all night and asked for a peace sign engraved with Wen Yichu's name.
Under the sky full of fireworks, Song Yinghuan put her palms together and made a gentle promise with her eyes: "I wish Wen Yichu will be safe every year."
Everyone said that the most difficult rose to pick in the Song family fell into the hands of the little mute.
So the timid little mute decided not to run away anymore and wrote a love letter filled with the girl's thoughts, hoping to express her love to Song Yinghuan with joy and anticipation.
But before she could send it out, she suddenly heard a sudden electronic sound, which sounded together with Song Yinghuan's voice.
[The progress of the strategy has reached 90%, host, please continue to work hard. ]
Song Yinghuan said indifferently: "This extremely boring game is finally over."
"The little mute is so easy to coax, and the progress is faster than I thought. It's really boring."
Across the door, Wen Yichu's face turned pale.
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In my junior year, the little mute of the Song family ran away.
Wen Yichu applied for a place as an exchange student with a foreign country. From then on, the sky was high and the road was far away. Years passed by.
Song Yinghuan originally thought that conquering Wen Yichu was just a small game for fun when he was bored.
Even if the system announced that the strategy had failed, she still raised her eyebrows nonchalantly despite the electric current of punishment.
Until a few years later, at a cocktail party where cups and cups met.
Song Yinghuan saw Wen Yichu again.
The woman was wearing a green cheongsam, and her long, silky hair was tied up in a bun. He tilted his head and looked like he was listening intently, smiling gently at the other person.
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Song Yinghuan never thought that one day, she would pray softly in an extremely humble manner:
"Wen Yichu, smile at me again."
——Diandian pre-collection of "Treating the Amnesiac Demon Lord as a Cultivation Object"——
[Hehuan Sect's "Scum Girl" × Amnesia Demon Lord]
Xue Xue's mother was a saint from the Hehuan Sect who aroused the love and hatred of various bigwigs in the world of immortality.
After the death of the saint, everyone in the Hehuan Sect had high hopes for Xue Xue, hoping that she would take over the position.
However, Yangou Xue Xue did not like any of the sect disciples, and his progress was extremely slow.
Xue Xue, who was under tremendous pressure, decided to listen to his senior sister and go down the mountain to find someone to practice the secret technique.
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One day after going down the mountain, Xue Xue picked up a perfect training object that was perfect in every aspect of her aesthetics.
The training subject's name is Qin Zhi.
The eyebrows are cold, the lips are red, the eyes are indifferent, and the fairy spirit is floating like a sacred flower on the top of the snow-capped mountains.
The most important thing is that she has lost her memory and her mind is as pure as a blank sheet of paper.
Xue Xue was ecstatic and immediately coaxed the person to practice the secret technique with him.
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The red couch is covered with green gauze, and the palace bells on the eaves and corners are shaking constantly.
Qin Zhi was puzzled: "Why is this so?"
Xue Xue leaned against her and panted slightly, the ends of his eyes turned as red as peach blossoms, and he said in a sweet voice, "Azhi is helping me heal my wounds."
Qin Zhi had an epiphany, his dark eyes were as dark as the sea, and he said hoarsely: "Then I'll do it a few more times."
Xue Xue: "..."
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On the day when the skill was completed, Xue Xue happily left a large amount of money for Qin Zhi to pay for the breakup expenses, and returned to the Hehuan Sect to participate in the sect competition.
Just as he stepped onto the competition ring ambitiously, a thunder suddenly sounded from the horizon.
The black dragon tore through the sky and turned into a slender figure, landing opposite Xue Xue.
His eyebrows are like hooks, and he seems to be smiling but not smiling:
"Qin Zhi of the Demon Realm, please enlighten me."
Purpose: Regret is the normal state of life
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