Leng Mouzhi cuts off the family's legitimate daughter x a black scholar who prepares to be a poor family
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Qin Yue is that self-righteous scholar-girl,
She cried several times for the second male lead in the book who did not die happily.
Once she traveled through time, she mercilessly killed the male protagonist at the beginning.
I originally thought that I would stage a beautiful love story across time and space like all the protagonists in the book.
But how can there be such a disobedient male lead in the world? Even if his bones are shattered and cut into pieces, he will still love the original heroine.
Such a noble and gentle civil servant, the first time his hands were stained with blood, it was for the purpose of killing and summoning souls.
Cut out the heart, gouge out the blood, shave off the flesh and bones.
What a sin she had committed to deserve such a punishment!
She died in a witchcraft spiritual field and returned to the starting point from time travel.
This time, she just wanted to protect herself.
If she wants to live, the second male lead must die.
If you want the second male lead to die, the male lead must live.
This cowardly scholar who is now bullied by everyone will one day become a powerful man with all the power in the world.
And her mission is to help him become benevolent, righteous and honest, and reach the highest level of being a minister!
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After reading more than a thousand books, I reluctantly changed my old-fashioned writing style and wrote my story with her.
In that story, I hid all the difficult moments I experienced and gave my relatives, best friends, and lovers a happy ending.
Every step I took was on a sharp edge, and if I missed a step, I would be doomed. But that was the time when I loved her the most.
I still remember, on the city wall, she stood next to the groom in a bright red wedding dress, holding a bow and arrow, piercing my chest with a hundred steps.
She said,
Good luck today,
The God of Fortune is in the north,
Everything is appropriate.
I know that the "lucky god" she talks about is me, and she says I can do anything.
As she wished, I finally turned into a thundering and ruthless demon.
Her plan was done, and she actually tried to pat her butt and leave.
If it were me before, I would definitely respect her wishes
But she single-handedly shaped who I am now,
Reciprocate courtesy,
I can only draw her into my world and tell her: No.
Thanks to @ () for the cover
Intention: Live without giving up, live toward death
