Yun Chen was a person who had died once. The master had calculated that she had been told by a fortune teller that she had killed her parents and was a lone star from the sky. She was thrown on a snowdrift in the corner of the city wall of Qishi Town.
I almost went underground to meet the Lord of Hell.
Ning Jiancheng picked her up back to Qijing Mountain, accepted her as his disciple, then threw her to his eldest disciple and went to the battlefield.
The gentle and gentle senior sister was called Qing Langyu. When Yun Chen arrived at Qijing Mountain, Qing Langyu was seventeen years old. Looking at the freshly baked and pink little junior sister in her swaddling clothes, she shouldered the responsibility of taking care of her.
Qing Dongyu practiced the Wuqing Dao, and Yun Chen also followed suit.
One was born with ruthless roots, and the other lost his passion after being hit by snow. They are both good seedlings of the ruthless path.
The fact is indeed the case. The two of them were highly skilled in swordsmanship, and they held the sword Lingfeng together after their master ascended. However, they both lacked the strength, and one was traveling and the other was in retreat.
They thought, how could I be in love, how could she love me.
Later, they discovered that everything had been predictable. She was the God whom she had been silently looking forward to for thousands of years, and she was the tree on which she had leaned on for thousands of years.
They have long been silent.
This is a newbie testing the waters, please forgive me for the bad writing. High school students are in school, the update time is uncertain, and new chapters are randomly dropped.
Intention: Love life, love must be expressed.