Beixue Wangdao
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Jiang Wangsheng came from the snowy fields of the North, carrying a jar of ashes and carrying a Forgetfulness Gu. He should have killed countless dead souls, forgotten all the people in the world, and turned into an invincible empty shell. But in the March rain in Jiangnan, he met Shen Hongzhuang. She was dressed in a red dress, and her smile was as sweet as sweet-scented osmanthus candy, both cloyingly sweet and deadly poisonous. She fed him candy, kissed his lips, and whispered in his ear: "Jiang Wangsheng, if you dare to forget me, I will dig out your heart to see if there is me inside." He thought he couldn't love. But with that kiss, he was bewitched. From then on, the faster the knife, the more painful the heart becomes; the deeper the poison, the stronger the love. He began to forget his master, his hatred, and who he was. I just remember a girl who smiled like candy. Under the mandala tree in southern Xinjiang, she transformed herself into a poison and detonated herself to relieve his poison. He held her in her red dress and killed people all over the world for seven years, but no one dared to say "sweet". When we met again seven years later, at the former site of Tingyu Tower, she held a seven-year-old girl in her hands and laughed and scolded: "Fool, you owe me a wedding." From then on, Jiang Wangsheng and Shen Hongzhuang no longer existed in the world. There is only one sugar shop outside Gusu City, where the husband makes sugar, the wife plays the piano, and the daughter runs wild. Sugar is very sweet, and life is even sweeter, so sweet that it makes God cry. Once you cross the south of the Yangtze River, you will be in eternal disaster. A kiss with red makeup will be unforgettable for a lifetime. "Jiang Wangsheng, you owe me a wedding." "It will take a lifetime to pay it back." (The whole book is finished, sweet HE has been read, the knife has been recycled, don't worry about entering the pit)
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