I am Shen Jian.
That's right, it's Shen Jian, the sword that points to the sky.
For the past eighteen years, I always felt that my name sounded like that of a qualified swordsman.
After all, most swordsmen in novels are heroes who turn the tide and are passionate men. A name that reminds people of the Light of Righteousness definitely brings out my domineering spirit as the protagonist, which makes me extremely satisfied.
But now I feel that my parents may have made a mistake when they chose the name. My real word should be Jian.
I was so shameless that I took a piece of candy back home.
Cough.
In fact, no matter whether he is a spider spirit, scorpion spirit, chicken spirit, MSG or a divine spirit, as long as he is not a black man, he is a good spirit.
But who am I, Shen Jian? With just a few moves, I picked up a gangster who had never been found.
Fortunately, I know that as a protagonist, the road to accepting a younger brother will always have some ups and downs.
Alas, this is probably the protagonist's troubles.
So, why is it that I am not spider essence, scorpion essence, chicken essence and MSG but a sugar essence?
All of you, please listen to what I have to say.
Nervous, attacked by X inexplicably
The copy was saved on 2024.04.05
Demining
1. The writing is so pulpy that thunder rolls from the sky.
2. First person, may switch to third person later.
3. Both of them are neurotic and inexplicable, including me.
Purpose: Care for the environment.