My junior brother Fang Ji, the genius of the Qishan sect and the hope of the contemporary world of cultivation, after seven years of smooth sailing after becoming a disciple, one day his boat capsized in the gutter.
From then on, Junior Brother Hongluan's stars moved, and peach blossoms bloomed one after another, making everyone look like white moonlight.
Three sentence introduction:
My junior brother Fang Ji fell in love with an actor. When I rushed to beat the couple, he asked me to make them happy.
I agreed.
But what he doesn't know is that I like him.
I wrote a short essay before, a little more than 10,000 words.
First person.
Purpose: A wise man never falls in love
Reader comments
Hahahaha, senior sister, it's so cool
""I don't want to do it"" is a big bug for the author~
irrelevant
I came back after reading the last chapter. There is a foreshadowing here. "If you don't advance in cultivation, you will retreat."
Should I say it or not, I really want to cure the sudden burst of literary style among the authors.
Hahahaha, senior sister, it's so cool
""I don't want to do it"" is a big bug for the author~ irrelevant
I came back after reading the last chapter. There is a foreshadowing here. "If you don't advance in cultivation, you will retreat."
Should I say it or not, I really want to cure the sudden burst of literary style among the authors.