[Friendly reminder]
This story is purely fictitious, untargeted and not very engaging. Friends who like traditional romance and orthodox martial arts must be careful and don't enter it easily!
Among the red feathers falling all over the sky in Banyue Tower, Boyi held a thirteen-tooth flower bell on his arm, and his voice sounded like a ghost in the dark night: "Bai Lan, bring her back. Don't test my patience."
Because of such a sentence, Ye Yan, a ghost wandering alone in the modern Pan-Continent, was forcibly taken away by Hei Wuchang. He grew up alone, was hunted down halfway, became a beggar, was forced into the palace as a slave, killed the emperor, pretended to be a loser, entered the academy, drank human blood, and all kinds of nonsensical things. Look at how I, Ye Bucai, a little wild girl, can play with a sinister and affectionate man and turn the tide of Taichang Continent.
The devastating love of a detective and a killer. The entanglement between the Emperor and the Furies. The love and hate between monks and geishas. The sadomasochistic relationship between a fool and a scheming man. The quiet affection between Miss Gentle and Mr. Beast. Mixed with the fate of the entire continent, the whereabouts of Solo Island, the confrontation between Qianba and Chaodong, the awakening of the gods, the modern age of Pancontinent and where will Tai Chang Continent go?
An Nian is lost in the wrong hand, and the jade is quicksanded. Being with the king and guarding from one side can be said to be holding hands?
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