There was once a time-stealing war that shocked all cultivating factions. The leader of Baixiu drew his sword and killed himself regardless of the consequences. Since then, stories about the first time-grabbing war have often been circulated.
Xiuzhu grew up listening to this story and became a white cultivator. Because of the war to seize time, many Bai Xiu lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests and never showed up. Qi Zhu also thought that he could be like them.
Unexpectedly, the peace treaty that has always supported a good life is about to expire. That abominable leader of the black cultivators is going to start a war again.
Insufficient manpower
Not enough mana
Those who are playing dirty... Just get by.
The leader assigned the gutter task of "how to embarrass the black cultivator to shame" and asked his subordinates to do it. I was drinking tea comfortably in my lair.
Baizhu and all the white cultivators said: "..."
While Xiaozhu was still doing a task, he picked up a little cripple who was pretending to be lame. Take him home and raise him.
Half asleep and half awake
"I have been secretly in love with you for centuries."
I am only in my early twenties this year...
Heixiu Hejing who loves cosplay × Naizhu who just wants to lie down and be innocent
-Thousands of years later, I will once again set foot on the loess soil that I have been away from for a long time, and meet you again in some inconspicuous corner.
Now while saving the manuscript, I am revising the first three chapters that have been published.
(This is my first time writing an article. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask QvQ)
Intention: No