The forced cold continent, less distance from the fairy mountain
"Mom, hug!"
"..."
"Mom, I want a hug!!!"
"..."
"Hug, hug, hug!!!!!!!"
"..." A pair of bright and clear eyes were still staring at the little girl crying loudly in front of her. Hearing the cries that echoed through the sky, he didn't even feel the slightest bit moved. After a long time, a folding fan slowly opened, and the cool breeze blew away a few strands of black hair in front of the black eyes, and the fluttering hair shadows highlighted another cave in the eyes. A lazy voice came into my ears: "Be good, call me brother."
The forced cold continent, the vast expanse, the top of the six realms
The girl stared at the pool of blood, letting the little monsters' swords and guns pierce her body. For a long time, the eyes that were as calm as a bright mirror were filled with anger, and the hair floating in the wind turned white, dancing dazzlingly up and down in the air. Immediately, Feitong glared at the group of immortals who were carrying her to attack. A strong air flow surged up in her chest. The depression in her heart was broken. A mouthful of blood followed the roar that could be heard thousands of miles away. The wavelength shocked people's hearts:
"He died, you shameless people. Today, I want all of you, immortals, demons, and demons, to be buried with him!"
Our clan seems to have very similar fates. Live for others, live to protect.
Thousands of years, ten thousand years. We are immortal. It's a pity that although I understand the world, I still can't overcome my own obsession.
The white lotus blossoms, lighting up all lives.
The blood lotus is so beautiful that it can be killed with bare hands.
There is and there is nothing, good is evil.