Wan Yin came down the mountain. After practicing immortality for nearly a hundred years, she finally left Anzhou and found a magical weapon that she could conquer. However, only she knew the pain along the way.
It's okay, it's okay, she met a reliable Taoist friend, even though the two of them were under the damn murder spell.
It doesn't matter! There is a way! As long as the co-killing is transformed into a concentric spell, it will be fine.
As a man, she originally wanted to reassure the woman that she didn't have to be shy, but she never thought that she would tear off her vest first and become... A man?
Damn it, this man even comforted her, don't be afraid, we are all men.
Wan Yin just wanted to say: Sorry, I am a woman.
After advancing all the way, she finally collected all the fragments of the magic weapon, and the relationship between the two became increasingly unclear.
I thought that cultivating love would lead to a double harvest, but someone pierced my heart with a sword. What the hell! God wants to kill me.
When I woke up again, the sky had fallen.
How did her sweetheart, who seemed cold but actually innocent, become the new master of the demonic realm?
Who can tell her what happened in the past few years since she died!
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What strange things are in her soul!
Remarks:
1. It's not a systematic text, it's a formal text
2. The male protagonist is not a flower of the high mountains in the absolute sense.
3. The individual in the article has a special identity
4. I just write whatever I want
Intention: I have no control over my destiny