The wilderness is long and the mortal world is turning around. Xiaoliu hides in the market, hiding his sharp edge and looking for stability. However, he unexpectedly finds the down-and-out young man. A handful of licorice hides the delicate tenderness, and his heart is filled with warmth inadvertently. He was as elegant as an immortal in the clouds, and even though he was down and out, he could not hide his nobility. The way he sat quietly on the stone steps and chewed licorice was actually more moving than the sacred mountain spiritual fruit. From then on, he was named Jing and became the warmest light in Xiaoliu's fireworks years. Xiang Liu hides his passionate and affectionate love and accompanies her in a secretive manner. He protects her in the light of swords and shadows, and covers her in the stormy weather. His silent protection hides all kinds of tenderness. Even if he does not express it with his mouth, his love still spreads over the mountains and seas. Fairy tales and fantasy are intertwined, the fireworks of the city and the strife of the wilderness are blended together. Tu Shanjing builds her a nest with gentleness, giving her a safe home; Xiang Liu uses deep love as a shield to protect her without worries. In the turbulent world of mortals, the warmth that rushes in both directions and the infatuation that silently protects it form the most touching love story in the wilderness. It fills your heart with tenderness when you read it, and the more you read it, the warmer it gets.
The wilderness is long and the mortal world is turning around. Xiaoliu hides in the market, hiding his sharp edge and looking for stability. However, he unexpectedly finds the down-and-out young man. A handful of licorice hides the delicate tenderness, and his heart is filled with warmth inadvertently. He was as elegant as an immortal in the clouds, and even though he was down and out, he could not hide his nobility. The way he sat quietly on the stone steps and chewed licorice was actually more moving than the sacred mountain spiritual fruit. From then on, he was named Jing and became the warmest light in Xiaoliu's fireworks years. Xiang Liu hides his passionate and affectionate love and accompanies her in a secretive manner. He protects her in the light of swords and shadows, and covers her in the stormy weather. His silent protection hides all kinds of tenderness. Even if he does not express it with his mouth, his love still spreads over the mountains and seas. Fairy tales and fantasy are intertwined, the fireworks of the city and the strife of the wilderness are blended together. Tu Shanjing builds her a nest with gentleness, giving her a safe home; Xiang Liu uses deep love as a shield to protect her without worries. In the turbulent world of mortals, the warmth that rushes in both directions and the infatuation that silently protects it form the most touching love story in the wilderness. It fills your heart with tenderness when you read it, and the more you read it, the warmer it gets.
The wilderness is long and the mortal world is turning around. Xiaoliu hides in the market, hiding his sharp edge and looking for stability. However, he unexpectedly finds the down-and-out young man. A handful of licorice hides the delicate tenderness, and his heart is filled with warmth inadvertently. He was as elegant as an immortal in the clouds, and even though he was down and out, he could not hide his nobility. The way he sat quietly on the stone steps and chewed licorice was actually more moving than the sacred mountain spiritual fruit. From then on, he was named Jing and became the warmest light in Xiaoliu's fireworks years. Xiang Liu hides his passionate and affectionate love and accompanies her in a secretive manner. He protects her in the light of swords and shadows, and covers her in the stormy weather. His silent protection hides all kinds of tenderness. Even if he does not express it with his mouth, his love still spreads over the mountains and seas. Fairy tales and fantasy are intertwined, the fireworks of the city and the strife of the wilderness are blended together. Tu Shanjing builds her a nest with gentleness, giving her a safe home; Xiang Liu uses deep love as a shield to protect her without worries. In the turbulent world of mortals, the warmth that rushes in both directions and the infatuation that silently protects it form the most touching love story in the wilderness. It fills your heart with tenderness when you read it, and the more you read it, the warmer it gets.
The wilderness is long and the mortal world is turning around. Xiaoliu hides in the market, hiding his sharp edge and looking for stability. However, he unexpectedly finds the down-and-out young man. A handful of licorice hides the delicate tenderness, and his heart is filled with warmth inadvertently. He was as elegant as an immortal in the clouds, and even though he was down and out, he could not hide his nobility. The way he sat quietly on the stone steps and chewed licorice was actually more moving than the sacred mountain spiritual fruit. From then on, he was named Jing and became the warmest light in Xiaoliu's fireworks years. Xiang Liu hides his passionate and affectionate love and accompanies her in a secretive manner. He protects her in the light of swords and shadows, and covers her in the stormy weather. His silent protection hides all kinds of tenderness. Even if he does not express it with his mouth, his love still spreads over the mountains and seas. Fairy tales and fantasy are intertwined, the fireworks of the city and the strife of the wilderness are blended together. Tu Shanjing builds her a nest with gentleness, giving her a safe home; Xiang Liu uses deep love as a shield to protect her without worries. In the turbulent world of mortals, the warmth that rushes in both directions and the infatuation that silently protects it form the most touching love story in the wilderness. It fills your heart with tenderness when you read it, and the more you read it, the warmer it gets.
When the whole class called me a monster, only the school belle recognized me as the big boss. I sat quietly in the corner of the classroom for three years. My classmates laughed at me for being stupid, and even the teacher assumed that I was a scumbag who couldn't be helped. Until that day, the school bully blocked me in the corridor, spitting all over my face: "Trash is trash, living is a waste of air!" As soon as I gathered a trace of spiritual energy on my fingertips, I saw the school beauty suddenly standing in front of me: "Stop, you don't even know who he is." The whole class burst into laughter, and someone ridiculed: "Is the school beauty Su blind? Are you calling this monster a brother?" But the school beauty looked at me with eyes full of awe, and whispered: "Who else but you can restrain the pressure of the divine transformation stage so secretly?" The moment I was stunned, the school bully was still shouting "pretend to be a ghost", but I didn't know that he had already been locked by my consciousness. The next second, spiritual energy surged under his feet, and he fell to the ground. The classmates turned pale with fright, and their curses turned into whispers of "not a human being." The school belle handed me a magical herb: "Senior, I will always remember your kindness in rescuing me in Kunlun." It turns out that in the days when I was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, a pair of eyes had already seen through my disguise. When the hidden cultivation is gradually exposed, those who once ridiculed me will eventually kneel down and beg for mercy for their ignorance! Do you want me to help you change this copy into a spoken version suitable for short videos, with strong rhythm transition prompts to make it easier to break through the playback circle?