She is a divine monarch in Jiutian, with a carefree nature, her gains and losses follow fate, and her heart does not increase or decrease.
Until that night, Qingli came to kill her.
It's for Xuanran.
She originally thought that the gods of Jiutian had gone through many vicissitudes of life and had long looked down on their grudges.
Unexpectedly, the word love still makes people crazy.
That day, Qingli ignited her soul and drew out the Nine Nether Karma Fire, swallowing her into endless darkness.
When she woke up again, she had forgotten her past and could not remember what happened before her.
People around her told her that her name was Qingli.
Although this name is unfamiliar to me, even though my heart is full of hesitation.
But she believed it and began to live hazily.
Until later, I met Xuanran again. . .
The flowers bloom and fall and are no longer human, and the tassels fall and fall, covering the past.
All the grievances and grievances about right and wrong came out again.
Intention: This feeling can be remembered