Blood of the God of Death: Yan Tianmo

The black lake water is its big eyes, and the black night rain gives it immortal life; The black branches are its long hair, and the black storm gives it a brave heart. The black fallen leaves are its wide palms, and the black lightning gives it a strong look; The black swamp is its divine weapon, and the black land gives it the devil's body. An elf flying in the night, with violent wildness beating in his pulse. A black vase buried in hell, with footprints of black roses crawling under the moonlight; A black meteor pierced the day, burning with black breath in the fire. A heart flowing with black blood, the dark forest is the cemetery of death! Stopped breathing, I lay smiling in the moonlight. . . Can't see the light, I hide and wander in the darkness. . . Gave up beauty, I came to the left bank of heaven. . . Can't find destiny, I buried my heart in the dark forest. . . From now on, I am heartbroken... ————Adapted from Akako 2006.8. (Midnight in July) This article is just a piece of cake. There are no gorgeous words, no confusing emotional entanglements, and no criss-crossing conspiracies^-^ What I write is just what I think about the world of death that belongs only to me... Suddenly I discovered that the protagonist does not belong to anyone, she only belongs to herself! So give up the male lead~ If there is someone you are destined to meet, then it will be ok~ Float away... Leaving a patch of watermelon rinds, rotten tomatoes and rotten eggs...= =|||| But! Please be patient and watch it~~~~~~~~~~~~~ =================================== Please be kind to the BW guys~ Move your gorgeous fingers and leave a message... Flowers, bricks, whatever! I heard that those who do not leave a message when scoring on Jinjiang and those who leave a message with less than five words will be recorded as negative points... So I ask all readers to hold your hands high and type a few more words... Little Wolf bowed here...