The Way of Killing Heaven and Abducting Heaven

The world is thin, people are evil, and flowers tend to fall when the rain comes at dusk. The morning wind dries, leaving traces of tears. When I want to write down my thoughts, I talk alone in Xilan. Difficult, difficult, difficult! When a person becomes a person, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing. The sound of the horn is cold and the night is dark. Afraid of being asked. Swallowing tears and speechless. Hide it, hide it, hide it! " Autumn is deep, and the waning moon outside the window is like withered chrysanthemum petals in the late night sky, cold and resentful. In front of the dressing table, Yu Shang held a broken comb and combed his silky black hair fiercely. Each comb removed several strands of pure silk, until the blood and hair were intertwined, but he didn't feel any pain. Looking at Yu Shang in the mirror, Tie Zhanfei felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart. He has never seen a woman who doesn't care about her appearance so much, especially one who is so beautiful that even the cold moon in the sky covers half of her face. When it comes to beautiful women, he has definitely seen them: the colorful Tianfeng who is as beautiful as an immortal, the shy junior sister who is as shy as a cloud, and the Juechen Fairy of Biyue'an who is as cold as the moon. But at this moment, Yu Shang's soul-stirring and painful beauty made his heart ache.