We are all created by this world and divided by heaven into humans, immortals, demons, devils, ghosts and monsters. Through the ages, through life after life, and through thousands of reincarnations, I still don't understand why it exists.
I have heard so many things from all walks of life, why can't people who love each other be together? There are so many doubtful things in this world, waiting for us to find the answers...
He is Yuelao, who said Yuelao is an old man. He, Ying Shaohan, was charming and suave, with a jade tree facing the wind, unrestrained and uninhibited, and as beautiful as a flower. No, he was so handsome that people and gods alike were outraged. There was no one in the sky who was more beautiful than him, and everyone gave way to him when they saw him.
But for such a person, who is infatuated with no medical treatment and keeps giving, what will he get in the end?
It was he who said he would love him all his life, protect him all his life, and not let him get hurt at all. In the end, the person who hurt him the most was not himself. Who is to blame? I blame myself, I was too stupid and mistakenly believed that he would keep his promise; I was too naive, thinking that the emperor was affectionate.
"Long Xiaoyan, how can you be worthy of me..." "Humans and immortals have different paths, let go..."
He removed the immortal bones for him, and his hair turned gray with blue hair. However, he said that human beings and immortals have different paths, and he was thrown into hell...