Novels about Wei Zijian

The Guide to the Supreme Water Devil/Yan Yi

The genius magician Cang, who made the world proud, was killed by the wicked. He was dying and found a baby by the lake. This baby is the protagonist of our novel. As XuanXiaoYi grew up day by day, Cang was surprised to find that the baby turned out to be a natural magician. Since then, he has tried his best to dedicate everything he has learned in his life. Xuan xiaoyi has been disappointing. Shine on you is better than blue, and is moving towards the peak of the magical world step by step.

"Shili Honglian Xian Lun Xian" Text/Flower chan chan

She is the only disciple of the God of War, the God of Life and the Dragon Princess, and is also the sister of the Emperor of Heaven. The status is extremely high, the world is the first, and six roads admire it.

"Master, master", her face is upturned, her eyes are curved and there are stars in her eyes. "Po will not live up to his master's expectations."

"Brother, in fact, fate has arrived, and it is enough to meet life."

The sea breeze blows away long hair, flying in the air like a spell, and memories are like yesterday. The planted Datura finally made the memory of past lives sink deeply.

"Who should be robbed by whom!"

"Painting Heart" text/Gucci

I am crimson pearl grass at the foot of Jiulian Mountain.

When Penglai Fairy Island evaded robbery, I fell in love with the land line that watered me day and night.

No, falling in love with him is really a fate.

It's fate to be gouged out by the one you love. Hiding is also fate.

I punish myself with emotional robbery and dare not forget the misery of being poached by my beloved.

The flowers on the other side are dying behind me, and the shade is immersed in a circle in my empty heart.

Lonely ghosts wail, forget Sichuan grievances and be reborn, and all beings in the underworld bleed like a river. I am the goddess of plants.

One thought becomes a demon.

Article "Gone with the Yin and Yang Family"/Ni Weiyi

Heaven and earth create everything together, and yin and yang change again and again.

Gone with the wind, heroes rise together, who is the absolute monarch, leaving only a faint hope of survival?

The wind and cloud are stirring, and the mountains and rivers are rushing. After the curtain is over, who will play the game of mountains and rivers step by step?

When everything is clear, who can understand the tenderness that has been difficult to steal in the past few years, or the clouds that can't be dispersed in troubled times?

Everything, let you reveal. ...

Look at these. They are all novels I have read in tea. Oh, how beautiful they are! ~