Piranha Is Also Pretending to Be Weak Today
食人花今天也在装柔弱
by Not Hee Hee Water (不嘻嘻的水水)
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Tags
- ThemeWestern Fantasy
- POVFemale Lead
- Age18+
- Ancient Fantasy
- Destined Pairing
- Ensemble Cast
- Power Fantasy
- Strong Female Lead
- Supernatural
Synopsis
Text text: A thousand years ago, there was a war between humans and demons, the way of heaven was broken, and the rules of the avenue were incomplete. No one in the world ascended with the demons, and the spiritual power was getting thinner and thinner. The demon clan has been growing for a long time, so the human race declined. Fortunately, the Taoist sect from all over the world gathered the warlocks from all over the world to work together to catch the demons, and divided the world into two realms: humans and demons. From then on, the human world banned the demon clan from coming and going. A thousand years later, Xia Huai, who was carrying a secret, had to go to the capital to find out the truth. At the same time, she stepped into a huge conspiracy surrounding her. Fox demon, half-demon blind prostitute, puppet village, mermaid fantasy... Who is behind each incident? What conspiracy is hidden in the capital? How should Xia Huai, who is at the center of the whirlpool, break the situation? Unorthodox text: When Xia Huai accepted the task of catching monsters, he killed a warlock with evil intentions who was on the bounty list. He was weakly wiping the blood on his hands with a handkerchief, but he found a sick beauty peeking behind him. She wore a soft and harmless smile on the surface, but in reality she had hidden murderous intent. Unexpectedly, the sick beauty looked weak, but her cultivation was very advanced and very good. She gritted her silver teeth, her eyebrows were crooked, and she was patient. She tolerated cooperation when threatened, endured when ordered to do so, and when she finally endured enough to kill him, her expression was cold, but she was told that if she wanted to know the truth about three hundred years ago, she had to follow him to the capital. The only clue was right in front of her. She lowered her head and then raised her head, instantly switching to the little white flower state. "Then what are you waiting for? Master, let's go to the capital quickly." She lives in this world not for herself but for the truth three hundred years ago. She wants to avenge those who died in vain, one life for another. On the way to Beijing, there were two other companions, the sassy young lady from a demon-hunting family who would do it if they didn't get along, and the fake playboy who pretended to be cool and cool with a folding fan and was afraid of being controlled by ghost girls. Daily life of a four-person team: A passerby with a bruised nose and swollen face pointed at Xia Huai: She is just faking it! Lin Qiuyun and Tang Hu turned their heads: the weak girl Xizi held her heart in her hands, her eyes filled with water. The two men turned around and said righteously: No! She is just so weak. Behind him, Xia Huai smiled and threatened passers-by with a whip around his waist. Passers-by were speechless: How about you two look back? Next to him, Wen Ling looked at the girl with two faces, tilted his head and chuckled. Xia Huai discovered that Wen Ling had a secret. He never went out after dark, and even the door bolt was tightly fastened. There was something very wrong, so she quietly pried open his door after dark. The baby was not found, and he saw Wen Ling with a high ponytail. Xia Huai was disappointed. Just as he was about to go back quietly, a pair of clear and guarded eyes looked at her, but suddenly they brightened up, "You came to me in the middle of the night, are you my wife?" Xia Huai:? Why don't you listen to what you are saying? After nightfall, Wen Ling lost all her memory. She wore a high ponytail, bright and lively, looking at her closely and proudly. "How could you not like me?" During the day, Wen Ling was in pain, and he looked at her with gentle and restrained eyes. "How could you like me?" When Wen Ling saw his old friend again after three hundred years, he felt that she had changed a lot. She was taller, longer, and her temperament had also changed. He lowered his eyes and thought, she had suffered a lot. Hello! Can you not have two faces? 1V1 double clean Micro group portrait. Intention: The growth and redemption of young people.