Eight hundred years after the breakup, I heard about the death of my ex-boyfriend.
Yaoshuang went out immediately to attend the funeral of her ex-boyfriend.
The funeral scene was all austere, but she was the only one dressed brightly.
Everyone at the funeral was mourning, but she was the only one smiling.
At the funeral, her ex-boyfriend was about to stand up. Everyone was happy, but she immediately drew her long bow and pointed it at the coffin: Die back!
No, there is another handsome young man.
At the same moment as Shakeshuang, she drew her sword and pointed it at her ex-boyfriend's coffin.
Huh? I have been looking for a suitable current boyfriend who can calm my ex-boyfriend for eight hundred years, and now he is here?
Rest in peace, ex-boyfriend.
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Shen Xiao died together with the demon, gave up his body, and was reborn in the body of a young sword cultivator.
He rushed all the way to attend his funeral, only to find that the remnant soul of the demon was hiding in his body and was about to wake up.
At the critical moment, there was someone who was faster than him.
... Sure enough, the person who attacked him the most was not himself, but his ex-girlfriend.
With mixed feelings, his ex-girlfriend looked over at him and let out a sigh.
My ex-girlfriend said: You are better-looking than my ex-boyfriend. Do you want to talk about it?
Why is she like this?
Shen Xiao pursed his lips for a long time, but he didn't think of how to accuse her of finding a new little sword cultivator when his body was still cold!
After a long time, he silently lay on her lap.
Tired of saving the world, write something about romance >vO
Why broke up? Because this man went to save the world alone without saying a word or saying anything. He deserves the breakup. ——Shakeshuang
Intention: Never forget the original intention