Thousands of Years of Sorrow-meng Po Said

Name: Thousands of Years of Sorrow-meng Po Said
Author: Yan Miao

by Yan Miao

completed Ancient Romance Historical Fantasy Female Lead

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129Kwords74chapters

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Ch. 74 — The "thousand" Collection is Officially Launched

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About This Novel

I once wrote a series of short stories about monsters under the pseudonym "Good Fox". In fact, this is the first full-length novel. In this book, I reveal the emotional stories of many monsters as Po Meng. If you believe: Maybe the love of demons is more valuable than that of humans. So please be sure to read carefully the different stories here one after another. People in the Heavenly Palace are indifferent, but Rupian can chat and laugh with me; only Rupian can kiss my eyebrows and call me "sister"; only Rupian can tell me about the love between men and women in the mortal world, and told me "Shangxie". (Butterfly Sadness) The silk ribbon couldn't help but stretch out, like waves crashing on the shore, like sparks jumping, sometimes like a dragon flying in the sky, sometimes like a phoenix rising from nirvana... My body slowly melted, but my memory gradually became clear. (Clam beads) But, king, you never know that the moth's greatest wish is for a moment of glory! (The moth is extinguished) But Ruan Xiao, I am not satisfied. Why are you a ghost and I am a demon? Why can ghosts only stay in the world for seven or seventy-nine days, while demons can live for thousands of years? Ruan Xiao, if you don't go back, you will eventually be distraught. However, this is not the ending I want. (Liu Yuan) At this moment, I finally knew that Qingliu spent those lonely nights beside another woman, and I could even picture them smiling at each other. It turns out that he asked me "Is it you or me who don't love each other?" Just to cover up the timidity in his heart. (Snow melting) Last year, today, in this door, people's faces and peach blossoms reflected each other's red.Where are the human faces now? The peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze.(Taoyao) Leaning outside the Red Building, he hugged him from left to right and laughed heartily with a group of mediocre fans. I stepped forward and softly called "Mei Sheng". He saw me and looked at me blankly. I smiled at him and still called him "Meisheng". We looked at each other from a distance like this, in the windy and rainy fireworks alley, but there was no commotion in our hearts. I quietly waited for him to arrive and come to me. (Meihui) I don't know how many reincarnations we have gone through and how many more we will have to endure... I only know that Qianyuan and I will have a thousand years of sorrow. (Qin pain) Mortals will never know that my love has withered long ago. (Lianbu) Do you really need your six sense organs to be pure and your four elements to be empty? (Fox Mei) I am just a fish, just a fish. Fish have no tears. The rolling water of the Yangtze River has long drowned my tears layer by layer. (Fish Tears) I ignored him, turned around and left gracefully, and burst into tears the moment I stepped out of the lobby. Shao Qian, are you talking about me? Shao Qian, you are right, cherry blossoms are actually the cruelest flowers. The more corpses buried under the tree, the more prosperous it will bloom. (Cherry died) Everything is fate, and none of us can escape it. After hundreds of years and several reincarnations, it turns out that Yuansheng, the person you love most is still me. (Snake Curse) How do I know the outside world? How could we know? For hundreds of years, all I had was imprisonment, jumping from one cage to another. But after so many years, who would know? (Fan empty) I don't know first that dreamlessness is not dreamlessness, the dreamlessness of this night is not the dreamlessness of that night, and the dreamlessness of every night is a different kind of dreamlessness. (Pen sighs) Forget, forget, forget yourself, hurt others. (Jiang Nu)