This is an era of chasing.
Their original love confrontation is the intersection between reality and dreams, and the sun and moon that attract everyone's attention.
Performance department is weak, high attack and low defense 1 Qu Yuanxia x ignorant but with full attack points and capable 0 Mian Muchun
Xia: "Ahem... Sister~"
Mian: (The man holding the prophet's card dropped the werewolf) "What did you say?"
My name is Qu Yuanxia, and I was involved in the werewolf killing game scene. I have a headache and want to faint again (smiling)
I got the civilian card again very smoothly.
I thought my reincarnation would end there, until I saw my ex-girlfriend Mian Muchun. My dry body felt a warmth.
Spring is here, animals (beep——)
Bad news: But she seems to have forgotten about me.
Good news: She wants to get back together with me! ! (Probably)
Anyway we are together again. She cut the grass and roots, my smartphone. She is a very good girl, but I always feel that we should not be on the same side. The Tang Hengdao in her hand seemed to have killed me many times, and her helpless eyes fell on my bleeding neck.
I couldn't contain my surrender to her, just like the blood on her knife - I died.
My name is Mian Muchun. In one sentence, the prophet wants you to die today and you must not open your eyes tomorrow.
The common people ran to the house to wait, while the prophet sat with Tang Hengdao in his arms and guarded the village.
Son.
Qu Yuanxia gasped a few times, and she quickly took out the witch's life-saving medicine, removed the man's jaw and poured it in directly. Qu Yuanxia had a high fever, Mian Muchun hugged him to sleep like a cat and told him to be good.
The excellent prophet lost a knife himself, and then defended his sickly and charming ex-girlfriend with dignity, and deeply believed in it.
Qu Yuanxia pressed Mian Muchun and said that he had a bad heart. The two of them were in a turmoil. Mian Muchun put up his pants and made medicine for him. He also taught people not to stay up late and kissed their trembling hands.
Qu Yuanxia: Huh?
Mian Muchun: Drink!
The World Tree seems to be growing crookedly. What a coincidence. The burden of saving the world still falls on the shoulders of those born in 2000. (Leaning on my girlfriend's shoulder and pretending to faint)
Intention: to be added