An oil lamp can buy a thousand days of life. The oil in the lamp is the soul. When the soul burns out, the person dies.
The guests that Liulizhan receives are always dead people or people who are about to die.
"Hey." Shen Qing thought for a while, "How long do you want to stay here? A thousand days is not a long life."
The person sitting under the eaves raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, then looked away without saying anything.
Shen Qing raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you going to get revenge or something?"
"Yuanji has no hatred." The man in green turned a page of the book in his hand and said calmly.
The rest of Shen Qing's words were all stuck in his throat. After a long time, he lay on the wicker chair and rolled his eyes to Yuan Ji, but Yuan Ji didn't see it.
Shen Qing would never believe that he had no hatred. It took him several hours to dig through the pile of corpses in Luoyang to find all his corpses. He was divided into five parts. How could he not have any hatred? Saints should all hate it a little bit.
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"The day he married you, I told everyone in the world that Ye Qingling loved Jing Yi very much, but you didn't believe it, and neither did he." The tone was so calm that there was no ripple in it, but it made Feng Xiao's feet tremble.
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Zhong Shiyue raised her hand and pointed to the stone bridge, "As long as you entwine your hair with the hair of the person you love, put it into a brocade bag, and as long as the brocade bag sinks to the bottom, I will accept this love in this world." --------------------------------------------------
1. Adhere to double cleanliness;
2. Update time is 16:00:00 every day
3. I'll make up for it when I think of it~