I Really Just Do It for the Plot

"I'm really just doing it for the plot" On the day Du Shumian died, there was a miserable wind and bitter rain, and the sky and earth were gloomy. She thought that Wei Yang would finally get his wish. When she dies, their soul bond will be automatically terminated, and he will no longer have to be bound to her for so-called repayment. He had long since grown tired of her. Her expectations and joys, uneasiness and suspicion, resentment and resentment... All kinds of love, hatred and resentment will be destroyed along with her body and soul, and she will be buried in the dust. And he won't care. Even if Du Shumian loves him for hundreds of years, it can't be compared to Qiu Lingye looking back. Also, among the thousands of sects in the Three Islands and Ten Continents, Du Shumian was just a disciple of an unknown small sect on the border of Yingzhou; while Wei Yang was the leader of Kunlun Xu Zhang, a swordsmanship genius that everyone praised and admired. Only Qiu Lingye is worthy of him. It's all Du Shumian's fault, blame her for interfering, blame her for not knowing what she can do and trying to take something that doesn't belong to her. So now, it seems reasonable for Wei Yang to abandon a Taoist companion who is just a decoration for the Cinnabar in his heart. . But Du Shumian could not forget the way Wei Yang looked at her at the last moment, as if he could not believe it. Something collapsed and collapsed under his eyes, drowning her figure as she fell off the cliff. . At the same time, a system voice sounded in her mind: "Congratulations to the host, the mission is completed." Only then did Du Shumian remember that she was a book wearer and had become the background female supporting character in a cultivation novel. Even though there were only a few descriptions of her in the book, she could not escape the fate of the character set by the plot. . Now, the character's plot is over and she's free. . Later, Du Shumian looked at the shackles on his wrists and Wei Yang walking towards him step by step, and still couldn't figure out what went wrong. No one knows that the leader of Kunlun, who is as cold as snow and ruthless on the road, once imprisoned his former Taoist companion in a dark room and asked her over and over again like crazy: "Do you love me or not?" "Please give in, don't delay me from going through the plot of the next book." Intention:.