[Please collect (Holding Rose. Jpg)]
The sky thundered, and a girl named Huaruo was born in a certain house in Yunzhou. She was born well-behaved and soft, and was famous in the state for her inborn spiritual roots. She has been marked as a vase ever since.
In order to get rid of the fate of being a husband and raising children, Hua Ruo chose to escape from Hua's family and embark on the road of repairing her spiritual roots alone.
Wanjian returned to his clan and rested in the sword tomb. The girl accidentally picked up the long sword in the lake.
On the day when blood fell on the long sword, the aura in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords was rioting, and the mountains were so powerful that they looked down at the eyes of the awakened sword spirit.
He is the leader of ten thousand swords, and he does not have to submit to the girl. However, he accidentally discovered that the girl's warm blood could suppress the restlessness in his heart and calm his worries.
When he was sick, he was restless and strangled the girl's neck with strong intent to kill. After the restlessness, all steel-making turned into softness.
Hua Ruo hung him with blood and asked the young man to accompany her on the mountain of swords and the sea of fire. She thought that the young man only had plans for the blood, but she didn't know from whence on, she also became the young man's full plan.
During the Five Spirits Rebellion, the young man followed her to various states to relieve the world's worries and put an end to the Five Spirits Rebellion.
Until the five spiritual powers come together, although the spiritual roots can be cultivated, the strength can only break through the veins of Hua Ruo, causing worry for one's life. That day, he clasped his knees to the ground, and the force of gravity entered his body, leaving only traces of blood and vitality. He was almost out of breath, and his pale face was only filled with a feeling of reluctance to leave.
The sword spirit didn't know it, but was trapped in love. Gathering his soul consciousness again, the green-eyed boy slightly raised his hand like a flower, and clasped his lips slowly.
"Only you, I am willing to surrender."
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Male version:
Yan Shiqing was annoyed to death by the crying little girl Hua Ruo next to him. Even though her spiritual roots were completely useless, she still had to pester him to help her restore her spiritual roots. If he hadn't made a blood contract while sleeping, he wouldn't have followed this crybaby!
As the leader of swordsmen in Wanjian Valley, Yan Shiqing was used to being domineering and domineering. He would bully and tease the little girl no matter what she did. In his opinion, how could this delicate human being be separated from him?
It wasn't until he accidentally discovered that the fair and fragrant little girl, although her spiritual roots were gone, had innate divine power. She could punch down a man twice her size behind his back, and she also had the power to read the language of flowers. Only then did Yan Shiqing know that he was not the only one to form a contract with.
The loss of spiritual roots is a temporary phenomenon. Once the veins are cleared, the blood contract will no longer be important to Hua Ruo. Yan Shiqing panicked instantly. He was the leader of ten thousand swords, and he could only be his master!
However, the sword spirit does not understand empathy and clumsily regards bullying as love. The little girl cries when she is wronged. Yan Shiqing, who is often too irritable to coax others, has to kiss his little girl and gently wipe away the tears on her face with her fingers.
One day, Hua Ruo, who was bullied and became anxious, slipped out and accidentally bumped into a senior practitioner.
Hua Ruo's eyes sparkled: What a strong spiritual power!
Yan Shiqing, who followed secretly, crossed his arms and said, "Isn't my swordsmanship great?"
The little girl who was always bullied pouted, and just when she was about to say she was not cool, she was packed away by the boy beside her. The wind blows and the sail moves, the sword has no intention at all, but the fireworks in the world are full of heart and soul, and the fate is determined.
"It doesn't matter whether you think I'm powerful or not, you are the only one I want in the world!"
Ps: The female protagonist has a delicate body but weak will, the male protagonist occasionally gets sick, it's a micro-group portrait, and it's an unorthodox and cool story.
Intention: Good things come in hard times
