In her previous life, she loved him to the core, but he hurt her deeply and cruelly.
She fell into the devil's path because of him, but he personally scattered her soul. Only then did she realize that it was not only her soul that was scattered, but also her own lonely heart that had been frozen for thousands of years. She became a fallen immortal with one thought.
In this life, she has forgotten her past, but the blood-red tears on his forehead have not changed after a hundred years. He has been waiting for her to look for her for a hundred years, but her eyes are locked on others. Is it painful? Is it resentment? Or is it your own fault? No matter what, I will never let her go in this life. Even if we die, we will die together! !
---Yan Qianjue
He was originally a venerable figure in the demon world, supreme, but he fell into her clear eyes. His love was magnanimous and strong, true and pure, but it was subverted by her cold body.
He said that the power of ten thousand years is not as good as yours, and the sentient beings of the sixth generation are even less than you. In one word, she exchanged life and death for love in the next life.
A hundred years later, he has no memory of the past, and she and he are just strangers. What is the reason for the throbbing in his heart? Why should she be kept by my side?
---Mo Xi
The snow was falling heavily, and she knelt down to him, Master, please accept me as your disciple. He smiled helplessly.
The mountains are full of peach blossoms, she asked, Master, will you marry me? He frowned and ignored it.
In the sky above Wanxian, she opened her lips and whispered "I hate you". He said, Shaobai took her.
The soul passes and the person passes away, and years pass in the blink of an eye.
What appeared in her dream was no longer that pure figure, but the Demon Realm's Supreme Lord slowly curling his lips.
When love and hate intertwine, is she thinking of him or him?
---Xianhua
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