The coquettish blood flowers covered most of the River of Forgetfulness like a cuckoo weeping blood, making every drop of blood chill and tearing away bones. The drops splashed on the Manzhu Shahua were as dazzling as the sharpest weapon in the world. Puyang Xun, if I can't be with you in this life, it's also a fate. Please remember that girl in the next life. The girl who removed your bones and exchanged your blood. You are responsible for her in this life, and please let her live happily and for yourself in the next life.
I'm here to make fun of the children's paper, asking for criticism, guidance, collection, comments, clicks, and all kinds of things... This article really, really doesn't need to be too bloody = -Ji Jiang