When we first met, she was a high-ranking Feng Shui master, and he was a young general who withstood the pressure of everyone; when we met again, she was a carefree nothingness with all emotions and desires eliminated, and he was a general who held great power and was about to dominate the world. In the mysterious ancient temple, beauty turns to bones, and in the barren mountains in the south, the merits and demerits of several lives melt away. Who becomes the Buddha in whose heart, and who is the Shura in whose heart?
Reader comments
Love in the Republic of China is 9 times out of 10 sad. In fact, I feel a little bit sad. Xu Ze and Jia Ru and Lin Xiaoshu both have a little regret, but luckily they are together in the end. I think this is one of the best books I have read on Tomato.
I'm not exaggerating, maybe I'm a bit masochistic, but I just want Xu Ze to know that Jiaru's bones have been torn off, and his skin has also been torn off. I like this sentence, "Isn't it said to be compassionate? Isn't it compassionate to others?" There is no need to explain who is the treasure.
Love in the Republic of China is 9 times out of 10 sad. In fact, I feel a little bit sad. Xu Ze and Jia Ru and Lin Xiaoshu both have a little regret, but luckily they are together in the end. I think this is one of the best books I have read on Tomato. I'm not exaggerating, maybe I'm a bit masochistic, but I just want Xu Ze to know that Jiaru's bones have been torn off, and his skin has also been torn off. I like this sentence, "Isn't it said to be compassionate? Isn't it compassionate to others?" There is no need to explain who is the treasure.