Zhu flowers and butterflies are linked to three lives. There are trees in Wangchuan and Kunshan. Those things and thoughts are the sighs of the world. Qingming's long sword has forty-two laws, colorful chapters and colorful clothes, and flying clothes. The mountains and rivers are weak, and we will encounter disaster again.
I originally thought that it would be hard to let go of my past life, so I could give him back his life. Who would have thought of giving him back my life after the fate of that life? In the end, I actually owed him a few lives over and over again. At this point, my fate suddenly ended.
I wonder if Xin Yujun will be in unbearable pain when Judge Cui's soul whip comes down.
In the criss-crossing bloodstains, I wonder if Xin Yujun will regret meeting me in that life.
I don't know if he still remembers that there was a girl who broke her heart and lungs and her liver and intestines because of him that year...
I died two lives for him, but he lost all his lives because of me.
That year, all the flowers and leaves of the other shore flower on the shore of the Forgotten River had withered in just over seven hundred years. Only the twenty-fourth flower tree still had a dark green jade-like leaf, crumbling. At that time, the other shore flower bloomed all over the Forgotten River, as red as blood. When the last flower leaf of the other shore flower fell, the last other shore flower happened to be blooming. There has never been such a strange thing in Nether Palace in hundreds of thousands of years. The news shocked the entire God Realm in one day...
Po Meng poured all the soup in her hand into the bowl, neither happy nor worried, "Amitabha, it's another cycle of life and death. Even if we know we can't see each other, why bother with the torture of life and death."
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