Martial arts are flourishing in Qi Huanjie, and warriors can use weapons, pens, ink, paper, words and other magical powers to form factions. As a result, there were constant battles and numerous dynasties, large and small.
Martial arts flourished, the talk of immortals never ceased, and there was an endless stream of people looking for immortals.
Prince Yue Jing from the Chang Wu Dynasty was one of them, but others were seeking immortality, immortality, and martial arts advancement...
And he was just sitting around with nothing to do.
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In a wilderness rarely visited by people, the carriage wheels rolled over the snow-covered road, and suddenly stopped when passing somewhere.
The curtains, woven with colorful patterns and of luxurious workmanship, were slowly opened, revealing a glowing peach blossom face.
As he got more startled, he looked down at the snowy ground. His hair was like ink, his skin was as good as snow, and his eyes were cold. He was like a weirdo who turned into a person with a handful of frost. His handsome eyebrows were slightly curved, and his glass-like pupils were dotted with a loose smile: "Look, who said that I can't find an immortal? I just picked it up -"
He met "Shuangxue"'s gaze and narrowed his eyes slightly: "One, a heavenly being."
A heavenly being who does not understand the fireworks of the world and is not good at words, but has a stunning appearance.
Guanghan Xian'e is inferior to this human frost and snow.
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After traveling together for several months, he became more and more frightened when he thought of binding the Heavenly Immortal to a wealthy land on earth. On a night with flickering candles and a bright moon like frost, he casually agreed to give her a betrothal gift.
It doesn't matter if you refuse, he always has a way to keep people around.
As a result, the sharp instrument penetrated the heart and the heart was gouged out.
The more shocked you are:?
Only then did he realize that there really were "immortals from heaven" in the world who came to attain enlightenment.
The road to heaven is broken, and there are countless mortals in the world. The sincerity of those with great luck can repair the road to heaven, and help so-called monks achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven.
He is the one with great luck, oh... Not surprising.
Finally, he died surrounded by candlelight.
His pupils dilated, and the last scene he saw was the "celestial being" breaking through the false moonlit night and wielding his sword.
Ha... Immortal?
When he opened his eyes again, he was not dead, but he was already a ghost.
The heart is empty and the pupils are dark.
The splendid clothes turned into bloody clothes, and the fierce ghost looked at the sky in the netherworld, and said slowly: Since he is lucky enough to survive, he must find a way to make the immortal from above fall down into the mud.
After all, how could anyone be more arrogant and superior than him?
Oh, by the way, at that time, he must remember to ask his immortal for a sincere heart...
Crush it bit by bit.
Li Gui thought, always seeking retribution.
# (Attack) x years old, special (suffer)
#The copywriting is tentatively decided on this, maybe it will be fine-tuned (7.26 Major special tune, I feel this character is still interesting)
#The sincerity you ask for in hours is the literal heart
#In short, trying the sweet and sour taste, I swear this article will not be written as a sweet article! (Should
# is not a bad person, otherwise he would be
#Wait, do you want to be? After thinking about it, it seems quite touching, but Xiao Shu in the background is a pure bad guy (thinking
#The cover character is a template, not a commissioned manuscript
Intention: Fake intentions become true feelings
