[Serious epic version]
Sith: "Stop your sweet words, I just feel disgusted by your love words. If you insist on saying that you love me, show it to me, stop your attack, let your army withdraw from the front line, and let those locust-like things stop their damn plunder. Otherwise, I will never believe your sincerity - it is like the worst quality wine in the world!!"
Sman: "I will not let the warriors leave their front. Likewise, I will never stop pursuing you until I win."
Salvation and death
peace and war
The Twelve-Pointed Star and the Killing Sword
The love of martyrs and thugs
In this battle of countless faiths in the world, everyone is a victim, and no one will win.
[Brief nonsense version]
The god Sith raised the demon Sman as his little loyal dog, and was finally pulled by the blackened little loyal dog to stage a bloody love story of imprisonment and play.
Some of the locked chapters can be found on my Weibo (late stage of secondary disease - white) and the headline article column
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