If you exchange 500 years of torture for a brief reunion with the person you love most, would you be willing? Whose feelings can't be cut off by three thousand love threads? But for those people, the torment of lovesickness is like swaying catkins, and the wandering of despair and hope disturbs people's hearts. The torture of 500 years is not as good as the inner suffering. It is better to spend a period of unreal years satisfactorily than to experience the loneliness of fate and the torture that cannot be seen.
She is the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven and has a noble status. He was a lotus she picked up by the pond.
"Don't worry, I am the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven. You will live here from now on. Don't worry, no one will bully you again."
She is the most beautiful scenery in his life. He was her only support when she was wronged, watered with tears and dyed with blood. Ten years of mutual affection, three lifetimes of emotional entanglement. The situation changed and she suddenly became a bloodthirsty demon fairy in the world.
"Yao Yue, how can you use such witchcraft to cause harm to all living beings." "Haha, look at every drop of blood in this cup for yourself. Which drop is not a resentful soul, which cup is not crazy. This road, which one is not their own choice. For me, this transaction can fulfill others, but it cannot fulfill myself."
"Stop being stubborn, okay? I beg you, don't hurt others, but also yourself." "Do you care about me?" "..." "Hahaha, you care about Xu Bai, you care about Li Yuan, you care about that hypocritical woman, but you have never cared about me."
Time was like water at that time, where should they go?
At that time, the young man had a bright smile, lightly twirled his fiery red clothes with his fingertips, and his eyes were sparkling. He was no longer the same as before.
The wind on the sleeves is stained by the rain, the vicissitudes of life, the world of mortals blowing around the body, the geometry of life, orchids in the sleeves, I don't know what to say.