Becoming Invincible Starts With Marrying A Wife - Chapter 69 - : Waning Moon Immortal Spiritual Herbs (2)

The boundless universe is full of many wonders.

I, Chen Ping, only have one sword!

I can move mountains, overturn the seas upside down, suppress demons, slap the face of gods, pluck the stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and… open the heavenly abode!

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The Midland world was full of wonders.

In the center of the world, there was a scholar who had once used a sword to slash out a waterfall of the Milky Way. This was the person he was the most proud of.

At the edge of East Sea’s cliffs, there was a nameless Daoist who was unwilling to ascend to the peak of a mountain. He only wished for a cool breeze to brush against his face.

In the Western Pure Land, there was an old monk who liked to treat people to chicken soup and tell stories.

In the southern border of the Wilderness, there was a blind painter who controlled golden-armored puppets that were as tall as mountains to move the hundred thousand mountains, creating an embroidered picture.

A impoverished youth who grew up in the north. One day, he saw tens of thousands of Sword Kinesis Immortals above him, like a swarm of locusts crossing the border.

He wanted to see for himself the scholar that the storyteller had mentioned, the surging tides of the East Sea, the vast swamps of sand in the west, and the majestic mountains of the Southern Wasteland.

Thus, one day, the youth picked up the wooden sword and began to descend south.

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Jiang Xi, the warden of a mental asylum, transmigrated one day and became a girl from a farming village who had three engagements annulled and hanged herself three times.

Jiang Xi: That’s ridiculous!Jiang Xi was a psychic who could make predictions come true just by talking.

If she claimed that someone’s house would collapse, it would collapse the next day, even if it was structurally sound. In her previous life, her predictions were a little too real for her family.

They were spooked by her abilities and left her at that asylum.

She was unconcerned and adapted to life there like a duck to water. Though she managed to get promoted to warden after much difficulty, she suddenly transmigrated, and everything was suddenly the way it was before.

She studied her leaking house and sighed to herself.

Whatever. She would live life one day at a time, then.

When her mother clumsily ruined the family’s crops, Jiang Xi assured her: They would be fine tomorrow.Her mother wiped her tears and woke up the following day to check on the crops…

only to find that the ruined sprouts were budding! During the dry season, Jiang Xi’s father stared dolefully at the crops that looked like they were going to wither and die.

Jiang Xi simply pursed her lips and said: There will be a downpour soon.Jiang Xi’s father doubted her words.

But three days later, a downpour came, and he looked just like a happy child.Everyone in the village began to call Jiang Xi a lucky star, and the village head was willing to yield his position to her so that she would lead the village to riches. Bachelors proposed to her and came to her house with generous gifts even though they used to scorn her, but a tanned, muscular man with rough facial features stood in their way before they could reach the Jiangs’ house.

Zhao Xiping pointed at Jiang Xi and declared loudly: My wife! Mine!

Yun Pianpian wears it into the novel and becomes the little palace maid on the background board.
The system made her Raiders become the tyrant Bai Yueguang.
The tyrant Xiao Changyuan has a sinister temperament, is violent, cruel, and cold. After the unification of the mountains and rivers, the people’s grievances boiled, and everyone got it and executed it.
The two fell off a cliff for some reason, Xiao Changyuan was bleeding and lost his memory.
“…woman, who are you?”
In the original book, Xiao Changyuan and the little palace maid both lost their memory. The two became brothers and sisters. They lived in Jiangjia Village for three years, and their relationship was like stagnant water. Yun Pian Pian decided to add a fire to the stagnant water. Boil it dry and let the love boil.
Yun Pianpian bit her rosy cherry lips, her apricot eyes filled with mist, and said delicately:
“Husband, I’m your wife, don’t you know me?”
The young emperor has a handsome and cold face, and his thin lips are tightly pursed.
The thick black ink eyes stared at her for a long time, and finally called her in a hoarse voice.
“…Miss.”
Yun Pianpian directed the tyrant to plough the fields, farm, cook, and wash clothes, and he lived happily ever after.
Until a rainy night, the east window incident happened, Yun Pian Pian’s face turned pale: “I’m sorry, I lied to you, I’m not your lady…”
Xiao Changyuan bit her red lips and rubbed against her ears, his eyes darkened and his voice hoarse.
“Miss, if you want to deceive, just deceive me to the end…”
My elegant, most likely to lie and deceive people, with a face full of hypocrisy.
But unfortunately, I love the way she lies and deceives people.
“Your hypocrisy, in my heart, are all sweet words.”
Xiao Changyuan’s heart was barren and cold and turned into a ruin.
But Yun Pian Pian danced gracefully above this ruin.
Makes him fascinated and haunted.
“She makes the abyss boil and makes love hot.”

#A tyrant escapes the archives alive and well#
[Healing to Redemption] [Sand sculpture is ridiculous] [Double C, 1V1]

One sentence introduction: The tyrant loves me like a madman! ! !
Purpose: to love yourself can you be loved by life!

Content tags: Traveling through time and space Female supporting sweet text
Search keywords: protagonist: Yun Pianpian, Xiao Changyuan ┃ supporting role: ┃ others: lies

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