When Guhan's consciousness woke up from the Purple Palace, Guhan was shocked to find that he had lost control of his body. Even though his consciousness was very clear, he couldn't even control a finger or an eyelid. He was like a person in a vegetative state with high paraplegia … Oh, that's not right. A person in a vegetative state with high paraplegia could at least control his head, but Guhan couldn't control any part of his body.
"Is this what it feels like to have a body?!"
Suddenly, such a sentence came out of Gu Han's mouth, but no matter how one listened to it, it sounded like a sweet girl's voice, not Gu Han's standard male voice.
Could it be that I've really become a girl like the Sword Empress said?
Guhan really wanted to confirm this, but unfortunately, Guhan could only share the various senses of his body. That was all. He couldn't even lower his head to look at his own body.
However, Guhan quickly knew whether he was a man or a woman. This was because Guhan's body actually stood up on its own, then very rudely took off his clothes … Then, he found a mirror in the furniture city and started admiring his naked body.
Through this mirror, Guhan finally saw his current appearance.
…
For the past 12 years, in the eyes of those who knew Guhan, this little guy had always been suppressed by hatred to the point that he couldn't stand up straight. He wanted to put all his energy and willpower into revenge. As for other things, Guhan didn't even think about them.
Little did he know that the more perfect a person was, the greater the demon hidden in their heart. In other words, the greater the demon in a person's heart, the greater the holy angel hidden in their heart.
Just like Wang Mang, who was a model of Confucianism in the first half of his life, became a shameless usurper in the later half of his life; Zhou Chu, who wreaked havoc in the countryside when he was young; Hong Chengchou, who was willing to die for his chastity but ended up destroying the Ming Dynasty.
Prostitutes didn't want to kiss their clients. They only wanted to protect their last clean and holy place. Humans were the same.
Wasn't Guhan the same?
Guhan's personality was dark at the beginning. He was a loyal executor of self-interest, but now, Guhan was willing to sacrifice his life and gender for Yuzhang City!
Guhan had been dismissive of so-called moe at first, but after meeting Qing Pin, he almost became a lolicon.
Then we can infer that, although Gu Han seemed to be a little frigid, pure, and disdainful of women, but in reality, he was … what?!
In fact, in Guhan's heart, he had always had a very detailed fantasy about his future partner … The greater the despair of a person, the greater the desire in his heart.
The more tragic the reality was, the more one liked to imagine their ideal world and ideal person in their heart.
The person Guhan had drawn up in his heart was very detailed. She had a temperament like water. When she stood still, she was like a gentle and clear spring. When she moved, she was like the endless but lonely Yellow River.
She didn't have to be stunning or devastatingly beautiful, but she was absolutely unique. She could attract everyone's attention just by standing there. Even if death sank the fish and beasts fell from the sky, or outshone the moon and flowers by her side, it couldn't cover up her beauty.
She must have long hair that reached her shoulders. It would be best if the tip of her hair was slightly curled up so that it could cover the slightly blushing cherry tips.
Her skin must be whiter than snow. Although it was white, it wasn't the paleness of the white race. Instead, it was the kind of pure and flawless whiteness that came from the depths of her soul … Yes, her skin must not have a single flaw, not even a small red spot.
Her skin must be like the face of a baby who had just turned one year old. It must be plump and full of elasticity. She must be able to show her charm through the fingertips.
She didn't have to be tall, but the proportion of her body must be the best. No matter from which angle the photo was taken, it would be the most perfect person … Any little bit of PS would be extremely bad for her, because her body was already perfect to the extreme.
Her twin peaks must be the most appropriate D cup. They were like two milky white jellies, timidly covering there. They were both tall and soft. On top of the jellies, they were decorated with the most resplendent jewels, revealing the light pink color of cherries.
If a shirt was placed over them, you would be able to see the exuberant vitality within the clothes that were pushed up high. Every moment, there was life in her clothes, like two newborn kittens that were begging for their mother's love and caress.
Her legs must be slender and straight. They were slender and strong, but full of the charm of beautiful flesh. There was not a single part of her skin that didn't emit an electric light that made one's heart numb. One would want to hold her in one's arms and carefully play with her for a year.
It was like a sharp knife that could pierce through one's heart. At the first sight of this pair of legs, one would lose his soul and be completely captured by her. If she wore pure white stockings, it would be the most holy gift that God gave to a gentleman.
Didn't it sound very strange?
It was hard to believe that this was the hottest fantasy in Guhan's heart. Guhan's dark and cold setting seemed to be completely shattered at this moment.
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Looking at himself in the mirror, Guhan actually had an urge to cry. Because this reflection of himself in the mirror completely matched all the above descriptions of his dream lover … It would be perfect if this person wasn't him.
"I'm so beautiful!"
In the mirror, Guhan gently held his two breasts with his two hands. His eyes revealed a sense of obsession, "Boy, I didn't expect that there was such a perfect body in your mind!"
"Could it be that you copied the memory in my mind …" As soon as Guhan thought about it, he heard Guhan's mouth reply, "Not bad!
This is the body that I made with reference to your memory. How about it? Do you like it? "
"I like it!"
Guhan's consciousness was very honest and also very fiery and angry, "But I don't like this scene at all. You are blaspheming my dream!
My spirit will never be in the same boat as my body! "
"Hee hee, don't be angry!"
Guhan gently put his jade-like finger in his mouth and sucked it. Then, he gently stroked the cherry with his slightly moist fingertip. A cold wind blew, and a tranquil and bone-chilling feeling almost froze Guhan's consciousness. "It's such a good body. It's such a pity to give it to you!"
After saying that, before Guhan's consciousness could refute, Guhan took out an ancient-style blue crescent-shaped dress from his dimensional pocket and put it on … This was the dress that Guhan had prepared for Yi Tian. After Guhan put it on, she looked a little more heroic and fairy-like.
From this, it could be seen that the female version of Guhan was indeed Guhan's original body. Otherwise, Guhan's dimensional pocket would not have been opened so easily and could be used at will.
"Alright, it's time to send the Nether River Patriarch off!"
Gu Han tied the sash beneath his chest into a Ziying knot and prepared for the final battle against the Nether River Patriarch!
"Wait!" Realizing that his body was about to go out, Guhan's consciousness hurriedly stopped him.
"What's wrong?
If this drags on, I might not be able to beat the Nether River Patriarch. "Guhan said unhappily.
"You can't use my name!"
Guhan's consciousness said. "Although this is Guhan's body now, I will never admit that this is me, Guhan. You must have a new name."
"A new name?" Guhan's lips curled into a smile. "Alright, then from now on, I'll be called Gu Xuan Yuan!"
"Gu Xuan Yuan!
What a domineering name! "
Guhan repeated the name several times, and the Sword Empress finally gave herself away … or perhaps she told Guhan her name in another way.
"Alright, now that I have a name, it's time to fight!"
Gu Xuan Yuan rolled up his sleeves, and a yellow Emperor Sword appeared in his hand. It was the Emperor Sword that Yi Qing had given to Guhan. Very good, the final battle was about to begin.
"Master, Juzi awaits your order!"
At the crucial moment, Gu Xuan Yuan's actions were interrupted again. A cold and elegant girl in black pulled Gu Xuan Yuan's sleeves and asked respectfully.
"Juzi?"
Gu Xuan Yuan was a little confused when she saw this cold and elegant girl. Since when did she have another girl by her side?
"It's Juzi, not Juzi!"
Guhan's consciousness reminded helplessly. "She should be my Famed Sword Empress, Juzi Sword. She's the Sword Empress that I successfully synchronized with just now."
"Oh!
Master remembers now. You're the cute Juzi sword! "
Gu Xuan Yuan rubbed Juzi's face that could not be called cute at all. "I don't have any orders for you. Just wait here for Master to beat up that pervert!"
"Master, Juzi awaits your order!"
Unfortunately, Juzi Sword did not fall for Gu Xuan Yuan's trick at all. She still insisted that Gu Xuan Yuan give her a mission!
Gu Xuan Yuan's pretty eyes turned, and she took out a video camera from her dimensional pocket.
"Then, cute Juzi, Master will give you an important mission!"
Gu Xuan Yuan placed the video camera in Juzi Sword's hands. "Record down Master's heroic posture!
Understand? "
"Yes!
Master! "
Juzi Sword placed her palm across her chest, and performed a horizontal chest salute that only the Mohists of ancient times would do, also known as the Mohists Salute.