Qin Lingxian has been burdened with worries all her life, and the sound of whirling leaves and begonias is autumn.
Jian Zheng's eyebrows were furrowed and the cinnabar flowed, and he could only sigh, wishing for each other in this life.
Even if the phoenix sings, its life will be in vain, and the dragon will drown itself in the stars.
The roaring sky breaks the axis of the sky. If you dare to speak again, your love will last forever.
An acrostic poem can hardly describe the love and hatred of this life...
One is half body, soul and soul are dependent on each other, and they feel the same...
One is the bond, the obsession that goes deep into the bones, the overwhelming pampering...
The begonias have fallen away, leaving the piano in the air, but there is no sound, leaving only leaves, falling to the ground silently...
The flames of war are rising again, and love and resentment are renewed. Let's see how this unique story will end...
(This is a story with a fairly ups and downs plot, with new monsters and upgrades from the beginning, but also full of bloody love triangles. It satisfies my selfish feelings for Shao Gong, (even though I still torture him...). The writing is very hasty, but it is just for everyone's leisure and entertainment. I hope you can bear with me as this is a virgin's literary work~~~)
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