It is said in the world of immortality that the sword master Lin Chuan died as a martyr, and his sword energy turned into snow to protect the common people.
And the real situation is——
She was lying in the enemy's Yunhu Valley, listening to this frosty medical fairy shouting in her heart every day:
Idiot! The medicine is so hot, don't you know how to blow it!
[The wound hurts, why don't you act coquettishly!
[Does she like the newly sewn sword spikes? ! !
Lin Chuan: Thank you for the invitation. I just faked the corpse and was kidnapped by the medical cultivator.
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Everyone knows that Xie Zhiyu is the leader of the medical profession, with a silver needle determining life and death, and a cold eye calculating everything.
But no one knows that this cold beauty who never fails to say "I want to collect medical fees"——
He said: "Sword Lord's life is worth 3,600 spirit stones."
In my heart: [I will give my life to you, woo woo woo]
He said, "If you move again, I'll chop off your hand."
In my mind: [My hands are so cold, why don't I stuff a soup dumpling?
Mouth: "You are not fully recovered and cannot leave for the time being."
In my heart: [Please don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go—]
Lin Chuan: This fellow Taoist, your inner voice is even more ridiculous than a sieve.
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What's even more outrageous is that Lin Chuan discovered that he was the background panel in the storybook.
The chosen daughter who will save the common people in the future is now scolding her for skipping school and being "brainless".
Xie Zhiyu, who is said to be capable of falling into evil spirits, stayed up late to mend the holes in her quilt.
The broken hairpin dangling in the person's hair under the moonlight was half a piece of mysterious jade she broke off a hundred years ago.
Small Theater
Xie Zhiyu (passing the medicine with a cold face): Drink.
Lin Chuan (eavesdropping): [It's so hard, so hard, so hard! I should have known more spoonfuls of honey!
Lin Chuan (drank it in one gulp): Sweet.
Xie Zhiyu (the tips of his ears turned red): ... Nonsense!
#Where is the promised flower of Gaoling? #
#HELP She is setting off fireworks in her heart again! #
#The sword master's coffin board can't hold it anymore! #
Reading guide:
◆Two strong men favor each other, both practice CP with medicine and sword, and two-way redemption in the life and death situation.
◆Xie Zhiyu: On the surface, "you owe me money", but in reality, "I will give you my life".
◆Lin Chuan: A cold-hearted swordsman in front of others, but a mind-reading victim who makes crazy complaints in the back
◆A sand cookie with glass shards buried in it, a crazy reversal between the script and the real fate
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The fate of female supporting characters seems to be destined from birth. They are smart and hardworking, but in the end they can only become stepping stones for the protagonist.
Even if they struggle and resist, they cannot change the outcome of inevitable defeat.
Until one day, Lin Yuanxi came,
I know your secrets, understand your desires, and am willing to live for you and die for you.
If a person cannot resist fate,
Then try it with two people.
So:
World One
On the day Meng Rongsheng broke off the engagement, it was raining heavily, and she knelt dumbly in the house. The wind and rain wet her temples, and her jade-like face was covered with cold rain.
In the cold, dark rainy night, an umbrella was held above her head.
Looking up, the young scholar bent his back, his crimson brocade clothes stained with rain. When his eyes were lowered, he took out a snow-white thin handkerchief and gently wiped the rain stains on Meng Rongsheng's face.
She seduced softly: "Sister Rong Sheng, are you willing to marry me?"
Motto: Love can overcome all difficulties
