How many times does a person's destiny have to go through pain before he can recover.
She, the saint of the ancient witch clan, was born with glory and respect, and she was so beautiful that she led the three realms from afar.
He, the high and mighty God King of the God Clan, a young man with a high status, was cold and cold, but he only wanted to be gentle with her.
She said:
In the most innocent time, I exchanged the beauty of my life with you, but unexpectedly, I ended up covered in scars. From then on, there was no one else in this world, only me, alone.
She asked:
Hurt me in the name of loving me, betray me in the excuse of protecting me. When you are in jail, when you and I have become strangers, thousands of years have passed, and the world has reincarnated. Those deep feelings that are accompanied by blood, and those shouts that are hoarse, whose tears wet Luopa? Whose grievance is crying sadly?
He smiled slightly: "The love of my life is only you."
It turns out that none of us know how to let go.