Scoundrel of the Immortal Path

I haven't written a long review for a long time, and I feel sluggish in starting to write. But when I feel something in my heart, I always want to write something. It seems that this way, I can write something wonderfully. Maybe now is the time. As an author whose words are like your face, who can write such a story, I hope to meet your soul and the women you write again in the next book. The last time I read this kind of emotionally delicate and slightly cruel story was when I was younger. To be honest, it was like a moist spring rain of apricot blossoms carrying bamboo oleander, and the fragrance hit my face. Suddenly, the sour and aching taste of youth was like poison, thinly entering the throat, and penetrating into the bones, and so on. Maybe my mentality is entering old age, and I just want to relax my brain, refresh myself, and read more pure female strong sex stories, so I have not read and described their stories in detail for a long time. Now I read and reread them, and it seems that I can empathize with them again, and I am immersed in them. I can hold their hands and feel them again. How could I not like this kind of sacrifice to Lingche? Just like that, his head was broken and blood flowed, and the young man was angry and scolded Fang Qiu. Live passionately, live sincerely, and be yourself. When encountering difficulties, he first strikes with a knife from Gou Ling, when encountering fear, he rushes forward first, and when encountering nightmare realms and demonic obstacles, he goes forward bravely. She wants to achieve greatness, soar into the clouds, always stick to herself, and be free and easy. "It rises and flies, and the spear and elm sticks and stops. The time does not arrive, but it is controlled by the ground. Why do you want to go ninety thousand miles south?" I am like this, all living beings are together, but the sacrifice to Lingche is like a big roc. Zhuangzi said, "The perfect man has no self, the gods have no merit, and the saint has no name." Walking alone, dying in the endless abyss of killing the demon lord, she never regretted it. Fortunately, Qu Wuji was with her. How many people can be praised by the whole world without persuasion, and can be praised by the whole world without being discouraged, and how many people can distinguish between internal and external, and argue between honor and disgrace? Ji Lingche stood there, insisting on telling me that he was still kind in his heart, and even though he died nine times, he still had no regrets. If those who hate her want to die, there are so many who love her. Although the people are ignorant, their small knowledge is not as good as their big knowledge, and their young years are not as good as their big ones. The people of the dynasty are the masters of peace, peace for all living beings, their souls are bound in the world, they protect the people of the world, and the world is righteous. Although this road travels alone, it does not travel alone. The fungi in the world don't know the new moon, and the worms don't know the spring and autumn. In such an environment, it is so difficult to insist on the so-called self and the Taoist heart. How can I not see the ocean in your soul? Looking at Yin Su again, she is not an ordinary person. She went from being a girl from a bullied family to reaching the sky, and her future was all determined by her own efforts. Even if she fell on the road to ascension, she would still be admirable. I sacrificed mortals to fulfill my ambitions, firmly believed that heaven and earth were unkind, and regarded all things as stupid dogs. Although I fell from the gate of heaven and returned to the earth, I continued to be loved by the people and for her. She also felt that the "ordinary heart" and "humanity" she lacked were exactly divinity, hindering her path to heaven; besides, Yin Lanxin, Linghujin, Yue Shaozhu, Tan Family Master, Hua Xiangduan, Su Mingmi... They all had admirable qualities. The underlying color of Pei's clothes goes back a long time. Hua Wanwan's classmates, Xue Yinxue and Zhao Qilian, although they have average talents, live like dust and die silently, the blood-colored tone also has the sincerity of young people. Pain is cruel, sincerity is warm. I just tasted it slowly, read it again and again, and felt that their story was just a book that was too hasty. At the right time, the wind and rain are just right, it's time to write some poetry. The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying. I want to be a passerby in this story.

Countdown to the end of the main text, and the extra collection: If you want to watch the extras, you can reply directly under this comment. The protagonists are placed in the extras, and the supporting characters are usually placed in the welfare extras. The welfare extras can only be published after the settlement [Rose]

Congratulations on the completion! Congratulations on the completion!

I stopped for a while while waiting for updates. Now I picked it up and read it from beginning to end. I like the characters very much, the writing is amazing, and the foreshadowing and twists are also great. Thank you very much.

It's really beautiful. I like it so much. I really like the male and female protagonists, the emotional setting, the strong and strong love-hate relationship. There are too few articles of this type. The foreshadowing is also wonderful, especially Chapters 101 and 102. I really like it. Woohoo, it's so well written. It does have great potential!! Keep up the good work!!!

The broken version of the tribute to Lingche, I feel sorry for your sister 😭

[Orange Candy] Got it [Purple Candy] kswl The author's writing is really good!! She doesn't look like a newcomer at all, and I'm really looking forward to Dada's next work (hugging the bench)~

It's been a long time since I've read such a fluent article. The plot is coherent and seems very refreshing and comfortable. Come on!!

It's beautiful. Keep up the good work.

Young people are the best!