"What you borrow must always be repaid."
That battle doomed her and his love for three lifetimes, and that battle doomed her and their feud.
When we meet again, one by one, the entanglement of love, hate, love and hatred.
Maku Daozi closed his eyes again and shook his head helplessly: "Lu'er, you are a poor child. There are four men in your destiny. You will meet them this time when you leave the valley."
"The first man, he gave up the supreme throne for you, and will make you understand what earthly emotions are."
"The second man, you didn't kill him, but he died because of you."
"The third man, for you, he killed people and disrupted the three realms."
"The fourth man, he killed you, but saved everyone in the world."
"You will also meet the woman you have a feud with, all because of the word 'love'." Mu Daozi said, shook his head again, closed his eyes tightly, and rocked the rocking chair peacefully.
Is this world because of her? He? Or was it because of the other person that he was causing trouble to all living beings? Why are the Three Realms in danger?
Was it the other one who was wrong? Or is she wrong? Or is love wrong?
Are you getting along with him? Or have we forgotten each other in the world?
Qianyi Tomb City