The gods above the nine heavens, the demons who act only on their own.
If eternal life turns into loneliness, freedom is just an excuse for exile.
Who drank a handful of Wangchuan water by the Santu River?
Who has tears streaming down his face the moment he wakes up?
At first, she could only be seen for thousands of years, but in the end, he couldn't find her anywhere.
.......
"Yunji, you are right, you are a god and I am a demon. You and I are destined to be enemies. In this case, why not forget to be clean."
The voice was a bit familiar. He wanted to open his eyes, but he only saw a figure in the backlight. His mind was in chaos but he couldn't remember who it was. There was a bit of coolness on his lips, and something like water came into his mouth, and then his consciousness fell into darkness.
Bai Mo: "Obviously you fell in love with me first."
Yun Ji: "The wind is too strong, can you say it again?"
Bai Mo: "... Okay, I chased you first."
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