Bahuang Yanyue
Wen·Ya Zhu
"Lian Yu is truly the best man I have ever seen. It took him five hundred years to hold my hand, and another five hundred years to take me into his arms. However, in the end, on Immortal Lock Island, he hugged another woman tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his flesh and blood. Do you think he was with me just to cut off half of my heart?"
That day, in the Fuxi Forest, when Qingli said this, his smile was frivolous, with a rare joking, and he clearly looked like a playboy who had nothing to do with him, but there were water stains in the corners of his eyes...
She, Qingli, the god of Fuxi Forest, suffered a love disaster when she was more than 60,000 years old. Her original body was completely destroyed, her cultivation was completely useless, and she fell into a coma for more than two thousand years. When she woke up, she found that her soul was fostered in the body of a wormwood spirit;
He, the commander of the Nine Heavens, had a high level of cultivation, sometimes taciturn, sometimes romantic, and his sweetheart was a beautiful woman hidden in a golden house. When he came back from the battle, he found that his sweetheart's soul had been replaced...
The world is troubled by all kinds of things. Things in the world are unpredictable. It is hard to wake up from a dream. Love and calamity are the situation within the situation.
She looked up at him and said calmly: "That's all, you and I will never owe each other..."
Later, he said, even if the bones are in the green grave, I only want to protect your happiness and peace of mind.
A life of love and calamity is half a mile away, no one is seen, the water flows by itself, the immortal pattern has been set, there is no joy or sorrow.
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