[Full text of the first draft, being updated as it is revised]
Demon Lord Ghost Mian Luo shamelessly chases after his arch-rival God Clan Buddha Lotus God Lord Yu Xie.
Holding a sincere heart and stalking her for three hundred years,
Then he was stabbed through the heart with a sword.
After a life-or-death encounter, Ghost Face Luo's love brain regained consciousness, and he picked up his sword and fought back to the Nine Heavens.
But——
Something seems a little wrong?
Why did his former ruthless enemy first open the door to greet him and then throw himself into his arms with incense and incense? ? ?
Yu Xie resented: "I have been looking for you all these years, where have you been?"
Ghost Faced Luo Ti Jian: "What a coincidence, I have been thinking about you all these years, thinking about how to kill you!"
Yu Xie: "Then we really have the same mind."
Ghost Face Luo: "...?"
Ghost Face Luo was so frightened that he flew two miles away: "There's something wrong with you!"
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Later it was discovered that neither of them seemed quite right.
——It turns out that during that battle, the two of them accidentally switched hearts.
The former love brain has turned into a cold heart demon, and the cold heart Buddha has turned into a love brain.
The ghost-faced Luo Yangtian laughs, and the way of heaven is reincarnation.
He wanted to torture Yu Xie to death, making him go crazy and beg for help, but he couldn't get it! ! !
But Jimenluo soon regretted it.
The God Lord, who had always been pure and self-possessed, grabbed his waist with his red eyes, and his sticky voice swam from his ears like a snake throughout his body.
"Do you really want to see me go crazy for you?"
Yu Xie, the God Lord who transformed into a male ghost to chase and fight fiercely;
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[Instructions for consumption]:
1: Double arrow 1V1HE
2: Some places are not writing errors but foreshadowing.
Three: Not purely emotional, plot and emotion have their own proportions
Four: Overall, it is a sweet drink with a cheerful tone. The writing style is limited, so please be merciful if it offends your eyes.
Purpose: The past shaped the present
