In the early years of ancient times, a star fell in the East China Sea, its brilliance was flowing, crystal clear, and it was a glass heart.
Three hundred years later, the glass heart was broken into seven pieces of spiritual marrow and disappeared. However, one piece of it was obtained, and he refined it into a divine craft to dominate the world.
His family was exterminated and he entered a brothel. His good cards were ruined.
What? God finally chose me?
Holding the divine sword in hand, the bamboo mirror cuts a bloody path. From now on, I want you to pay with your blood!
No, you have Shenzhuo, so do you?
Okay, this time I am no longer in control of the world, but a hot potato. I am surrounded and robbed. Who will save me?
Mo Xihuai: "Just follow me, don't run around."
Zhu Jing: "You are the one who betrayed me, and you dare to ask me to follow you. Why, are you going to betray me again?"
Mo Xihuai: "... You don't have to be so smart."
Zhu Jing: "... Okay, get on this bed and be my person. You can do whatever you want."
Mo Xihuai: "Be your person? How?"
Mo Xihuai×Bamboo Mirror
The ruthless machine in the cold snowy mountains seduces people without knowing it × Dedicated and sincere without showing off the mountains and rivers, but he knows his way deeply
The love of the past is scattered, and the curse of time makes all living beings suffer. Only one person's heart can be clear and illuminate the way forward, and accompany you in loneliness.
Intention: Life is like a dream, so why be greedy for endless time.