Little Sun Sweet Girl × Cold-Faced Carnivorous Cool Guy
A classic BG couple, I'm sorry I'm a native dog.
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More than ten years ago, the venerable master of the best sword sect in the world climbed to the fairy mountain, took a handful of snow from the top of Kunlun Mountain, and used the essence of heaven and earth to warm it day and night, and molded it into a little fairy with a natural sword bone.
The jade bones are born with frost and cold, and the Kunlun snow tempers the young elixir.
Ling Boyan has been practicing swordsmanship on Kunlun Mountain for more than ten years, and he is the best in the world with his sword, but his heart is as cold and empty as the snow on the mountain that never melts all year round.
One year, my sword power stagnated and a bottleneck suddenly appeared, so I went to the Immortal Mountain to consult the venerable master.
The Venerable looked at him, raised his eyebrows, and laughed happily: "You have no intention of sword, Xiao Bingcube, your sword has no sword spirit! As our sword cultivator, it's time for you to find your... Destiny."
Then, with a wave of his hand, he erased Ling Boyan's memory and threw him into the Sword Valley.
So, the little immortal on Kunlun Mountain met a girl on this day.
The girl is a mortal without spiritual power, small in stature and a little dirty on her face, like a tabby cat.
She held a struggling chicken in one hand and a huge green plum fruit in her mouth. She struggled to pull Ling Boyan's back collar and drag him away. It seemed that he was treating him as a comatose traveler and wanted to rescue him from this vast snowy field.
That's why after seeing him wake up, his round eyes widened in surprise.
It's really round, like the sun.
She probably wanted to ask about him, but she forgot that she was holding a piece of fruit in her mouth.
"Ah——! Are you okay?"
Along with the girl's exclamation, the green plum fruit fell on the face of the little fairy of Kunlun Mountain.
Why are you still a little stupid?
Xiao Xianjun, who was a little dizzy after being hit, thought expressionlessly.
This was the first day that Ling Boyan and Pei Zhuo met.
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Intention: Break through yourself