After Taming the World-Destroying Sword Lord, I Became the Master of the Three Realms

Weizhu's life creed: Be able to do things, never talk nonsense. Until she picked up a handsome young man who was weak and always loved to cling to her. Okay, just keep it as a beautiful vase. Later, the gates of heaven were about to fall, and the gods trembled. She stood on the nine heavens, with thousands of sword lights following behind her. The man who had "weakly" relied on her was wiping the divine blood from his sword and gently stretched out his hand towards her: "Welcome back, my Lord God of War."