That Sword, the Baby Kicked the Tip of the Sword

[Wife Chasing Crematorium] + [One Corpse, Two Lives] + [Crazy Male Protagonist] + [Flashback Structure] + [BE Aesthetics] "Su Yao, lend your blood to save Wan'er's life." On the edge of the cliff, he penetrated my lower abdomen with his sword. I didn't cry, I just moved my body forward an inch and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll give it back to you with this in my belly." He didn't know that the moment the sword tip penetrated, the five-month-old child gently kicked the sword across his belly. That's the baby saying hello to daddy. Also farewell. Later, he found the blood-soaked diary in the mud. Later, he lit a sky lantern for his beloved junior sister. Later, I heard that the aloof immortal was crazy. He knelt by the Naihe Bridge and broke twelve ribs to build the bridge, just to beg the lonely soul to look back at him. But I drank Meng Po soup at the bridge and crushed his fingers coldly: "My immortal, your blood is too dirty, don't dirty my reincarnation path."