In your first life, You Hualuo, your younger brother, loved you silently, grew stronger silently, and protected you silently. Until the moment you confessed your love to Ling, he hid behind a tree and watched you in silence, enduring a pain too deep for words. Then, when his guard was down, he lost his life.
In your second life, after a thousand years of cultivation, with a different name and a different bloodline, you unexpectedly regained your memories on the night of the blood moon. The peerless demonic power cultivated over two lifetimes burst forth, reversing time and space. You returned to the moment you were born in your first life.
In your third life, could you once more yearn for your tenderness, even if only for those brief few years...
Dear, can you fill in the hole where you robbed the tomb first? !
I really like this article! It's rare to see this kind of story about Sesshomaru's brotherhood [The author should know what I mean (pointing fingers)] Don't give up! Come on, author↖(^ω^)↗
Dear, can you fill in the hole where you robbed the tomb first? !
I really like this article! It's rare to see this kind of story about Sesshomaru's brotherhood [The author should know what I mean (pointing fingers)] Don't give up! Come on, author↖(^ω^)↗