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- ThemeCultivation
- POVFemale Lead
- Age18+
- Beautiful Strong Tragic
- Epic Fantasy
- Playing the Field
- Xuanhuan
Synopsis
This article was originally titled "Qi Ling" The pre-receipt of Xianxia's "The Ruthless Sword is Bind to the Passionate System" copy is at the end. Please collect it~ Completed the ancient costume "After Bai Yueguang She Holds the Script" column, please comment and collect it —— Copywriting: When Wu Zhao brought back the boy who was predicted to be destroyed by her death, what Wu Zhao thought about was: She wanted to save the world, but she also wanted to save him. She chose a name for him and taught him carefully. She said: "To sacrifice everything for the people of the three realms is the destiny of God." Then, she sacrificed her body to the Tao, sealed the demon, and her soul flew away. She could not die anymore. She said: "From today on, you are the last inheritor of the Spiritual Clan." /It's like guarding the people of the three realms for me/ The young man did indeed live up to her wish, he did not destroy the world, nor did he die. He became the last god in the world and saved the world at her request. - On the day Wu Zhao was reborn, he had a new name: Jiang Li. The common people still have to be saved, and she still has to die, it doesn't matter. But she thought she would never see him again, so she said a lot of crazy words to the boy. Before she had time to regret, she was brought to the young man. The young man smiled bitterly, as if he wanted to blame her but was reluctant to let go: "Sister, do you still remember me?" Food guide: 1. The heroine was called Wu Zhao when she was a goddess, and she was called Jiang Li after she was reborn. The male and female protagonists are not perfect characters, and the plot has mixed emotions? , If you mind, please don't enter. 2. Non-traditional fairy tale, with a larger group portrait of the female protagonist, male and female protagonists in the main text, not a cool text, not a strong setting for strong women and strong men. 4. The levels of enlightenment from low to high are: one to nine realms. Above the nine realms, there are condensing spirits, fusing spirits, transforming spirits, and transferring spirits. ———— Copywriting of "After the Ruthless Sword is Bind to the Passionate System": In his previous life, hope Xun was born with sword bones and traveled across nine states without even a single defeat. The Peerless Sword Master was once reborn as a sickly useless person. Not only was his memory damaged, he was also bound to a sentimental system. The system coerces and induces: [The host's life span is only one year left. If you complete the strategy mission, you can truly be reborn and ascend at any time~] Xixun stared at the looming red line on the little finger of her right hand, and belatedly remembered that she had a love disaster that would lead to death. She accepted it calmly: "What is a strategy?" The system racked its brains to explain to the ruthless Dao sword cultivator who was born with indifferent emotions: [The target of the attack is to the attacker just like the natal sword to the sword cultivator! Hope Xun is thoughtful, the sword repairing the natal sword will never leave the body until death. In her previous life, she was not only stronger than herself, but also her natal sword. Therefore, at the Sword Sect's disciple recruitment conference, several names that had always represented "waste" appeared at the top of the assessment rankings. Listening to the sound of increasing favorability, hope Xun understood. Strategy, isn't it just to help others become stronger together! - In the first Jiuzhou unified examination, the geniuses lost and looked confused. Aren't you saying that the Young Master of the Medical Sect is arrogant and incompetent, while Young Master Xie is foolish and cowardly? Who is that person who is carrying the alchemy furnace in one hand and hitting people while making alchemy in the other? Who is it that holds a broken umbrella and no one can break its defense? Even the good-for-nothing Xixun, who was known to the world, beat him with his sword before it was even drawn out of its sheath, so that no one in the Nine Provinces sword cultivator dared to say anything. Kongkong Sect's most dogged stickman, the Poison Sect's young master, and the Buddha Sect's saintly girl followed closely behind. The system jumped up and down with joy: [Congratulations to the host! The favorability of the targets is about to reach full! Hope Xun did not answer, but raised her eyes to look at the white-haired young man who was leaning on the high platform and calling her name. Seeing her reply, a complex emotion that she couldn't understand flashed through the young man's breathtaking red eyes. Hope Xun lowered his eyes, and the red line on his little finger flickered and disappeared. The other end was wrapped around the young man's delicate and pale wrist. - Someone once gave hope Xun a message: He is a lonely star in the sky, and he will suppress relatives and friends. He will live a lonely life, and it is rare to achieve perfection. In her previous life, she was indeed like this. But when she faced a desperate situation again, all her targets stood beside her. Even if they were defeated, no one would take a step back. Across the sword light and blood shadow, the young man looked at her and sighed softly. The next moment, Xixun's hand holding the sword trembled - the young man grabbed her sword blade and stabbed it hard into his heart. The surroundings seemed to be silent for a moment, and only the system broadcast echoed in my ears: [The favorability of the hidden strategy target Chu Chengui is 100%. Congratulations to the host for completing all strategy tasks! The young man's red eyes gradually dimmed, but the red rope did not disappear. Dust-laden memories came flooding back. Xixun put his arms around the young man's thin waist and snorted softly. He grasped the hilt of his sword and stood up slowly. She was once unable to protect herself, and she was once proud of Kyushu. Now, as long as she wants to, she can soar by raising her hand. But she admitted that this was her fate. If she doesn't recognize it, even destiny must be rewritten by her! Intention: Hope to use the dust and mist to benefit the mountains and seas






