Preview: "Master, I practice the ruthless way"
Qu Huan, the second son of the Yongping Marquis Mansion, was born weak and sickly and suffered from ear disease, so he was not favored by his father. Everyone in the Marquis Mansion regarded him as if he was nothing.
But it doesn't matter, because he is face-blind, and in his eyes everyone has the same face. Even if his biological father showed disgust towards Qu Huan, he couldn't recognize it.
This is a secret that belongs only to Qu Huan.
However, this secret has been causing him a lot of trouble lately.
Just because he recently rescued a man in black, the man said he would repay him and promised Qu Huan his life. A month later, the man in black whispered into his hard-to-hear ear that he had something to do and left, but promised to come back and marry him.
Not long after the other party left, another young man came to him and said that Qu Huan had saved him and promised to be responsible for him.
Qu Huan thought the man was back, but the feeling of the man seemed wrong - the young man's figure seemed stronger and his muscles were more muscular.
This is not that person.
After discovering the truth, Qu Huan ran back to his house in panic, and immediately fell into a familiar embrace with a refreshing breath.
The man's voice sounded above his head. It was not as affectionate as before, but full of alienation, "Brother Huanhuan, be careful when you walk."
This voice belongs to a man.
But the man he was hanging out with was actually his adopted brother.
Qu Huan could only pretend that he knew nothing.
He turned to accept the young man, only to find that the young man actually had a brother. Qu Huan, who was blind and had ear problems, couldn't tell who was who, so he could only pretend to be confused and have a good night's sleep.
When he woke up again, Qu Huan was in darkness, which almost made him think that he was blind, and then his hands and feet were bound by iron chains. Qu Huan tentatively crawled away, but was grabbed by the ankle and dragged back.
The crisp breath penetrated into his nasal cavity, and his usually cold and calm voice was now full of sinisterness.
"Huanhuan, where are you running to?"
"Didn't I say that I would marry you? Why would I want to be with someone else?"
"Why... You want me to see it."
The man's voice turned low and clung to his ears, word by word like the whisper of an evil spirit: "Do I have to break your legs so that you won't run away?"
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I have no inspiration for the original copy or 2 (I wrote several versions at the beginning but I was not satisfied with it, so I saved it in the column first)
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"Master, I practice the ruthless way"
Copywriting:
After Sang Miao was reborn, he realized that he existed in a book.
In the book, he was accepted by the No. 1 Immortal Sect because of his rare psychic body, and became the first disciple of the Xuanmiao Sect.
But the moment he built the sword bone, it was destined to be dug out and the golden elixir broken. He would watch helplessly as his former senior brother, his dearest friend, his respected and beloved master, gave his sword bone to another person, and his psychic body was also replaced.
Sang Miao, who has experienced it once and returned to the beginning, is about to become a sword and the plot is one step away from him. So this time, he converted to Wuqing Dao without hesitation, eliminating those people who wanted to take his psychic body.
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Unexpectedly, the senior brother who was always disrespectful in front of him began to please him in every possible way, even going to the extent of becoming a demon.
His aloof and arrogant friend was willing to become the laughing stock of the world for him.
Also...
His master, who had always only restrained himself and observed etiquette, and was devoted to the Tao, had done all he could to cultivate himself, and he violated the ethical code and only wanted to become a Taoist companion with him.
Sang Miao watched indifferently as they regretted their past and saw how jealous they were when they saw him getting close to other people.
In the end, he was pressed against the couch, and the ascetic man's eyes were red. Sang Miao drew his sword coldly, blood pouring out.
The ends of his eyes were stained with blood drops, and he stared at the other person lightly.
"Master, I cultivate the ruthless way."
*Master-apprentice year
*Crematorium
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Purpose: Family, country and world, keep an upright mind