"Everything has its own name, so just call it Feixue." The man fell from the clouds and snatched away her dinner, but gave her a name. From then on, she had her own name,... The flying snow fell into the empty valley, and the ice between heaven and earth was clear. That year she was still a snake demon who had just learned to transform.
For thousands of years, she thought they would stay like this until the end of the world, but she didn't know that the world always likes to fool people. When the heavenly soldiers came after him, he reached out and pushed her down into the Broken Cloud Abyss. The moment he was knocked off the Immortal Execution Platform, she hated her selfishness and was filled with despair. There will never be a man called Lingxiu in this world who will name her.
"The weak water has dried up, the Xuanyuan and the hills are flat, the clouds are floating and the sun is setting... Chu Yi, don't worry, I'm a little tired now... Please let me sleep for a while before discussing marriage with you." In the prosperity of three thousand years, they always miss it, and they have never been less than God's will.
If there is an afterlife, will you still wait for me?
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