Lingyun Baoshu Book 12

Lu Li traveled through the world of the divine eagle and found that he had become Yang Guo. However, there was no joy in his heart. Instead, he felt endless sadness and unwillingness. He thought of the proud girl in red, Guo Fu, who had broken her arm because of a single thought and regretted it for half her life; He thought of the bright young girl Guo Xiang whom he met at Fengling Ferry for the first time, who mistook his life for the first time when he saw Yang Guo, and ended up in the old and lonely Emei. He thought of the unworldly Long Er in the ancient tomb, who was poisoned by love, suffered from sixteen years of separation, and had a rough life; He thought of Gongsun Lv'e, who died for love in the Valley of Heartlessness, like a flash in the pan, whose fragrance disappears like a jade; He thought of Lu Wushuang's regret of lameness and Cheng Ying's friendship between gentlemen. The two beauties eventually stayed together until their old age, but they were also lonely all their lives; I even think of the red-trained fairy Li Mochou who was born with hatred because of love. She asked what love was in the world and was eventually buried in a sea of fire. It was sad and lamentable. One after another, one after another, they are all unforgettable thoughts! Lu Li clenched his fists, his eyes firmer than ever before. "Now, since I am Yang Guo, Yang Guo is me. In this life, I will never let these tragedies happen again! Their fate will be rewritten by me!"