Charm, with countless gestures; dancing, captivating the country; beauty, disaster, destined to be the outcome of several lives.
Use the eternal tenderness to guard this foolish dream. Even if there is only pain and sorrow in this life, I will not complain, because as early as a moment, this thousand-year waiting was destined.
A wisp of soul, a thread of soul. She was originally a beauty in deep boudoir. Due to the fate of reincarnation, she lived in contradictions and resentments. When she was about to surrender to her fate, only an empty city was left. When she wanted to look back, the poem composed for her had been broken...
In her first life, she was the God of War, but she was regarded as the Soul Demon Lock and Youyuan, and she died of sadness.
In her second life, she was Pingshu, the God who opened the sky, wandering in the human world, and spent all her cultivation for an ice marten.
In the third life, she was a human being. She came to repay her debt due to entanglements in her previous life. However, the reincarnation of time was about to open a new world. The plum blossom on her forehead, the seal on her body, and the King of Flowers elixir... Pushed her into the abyss again.
Three lives of confusion, three lives of love, three lives of war, three lives of separation.
If possible, how about just being a weak woman?
Author's confession: I am very happy to have readers supporting this book. The first few chapters are because the heroine is fragile as a human being. From chapter 12 onwards, the heroine wakes up and is about to embark on a journey as a heroine. She has to venture into the human world, the underworld, the heaven world, and the demon world. Some are sad, some are funny, some are serious, and there are a few jokes. The supporting characters are also full of sexual feelings. Rebirth, time travel, and lilies will also appear one by one in subsequent chapters. As a human in the third life, the love with the ice fern and ice fox is not considered a human-animal love (oh my god, I covered my mouth and snickered). Only you can't think of it, and I can't write it. If you want a hodgepodge of beautiful, sad, and funny articles, please read, "Remaining Poems in the Return", remember to bookmark it first, and then click~~~~