I tie my red rope to your green silk and make a contract with you for a hundred years.
The floating life has not rested, the prosperity is easy to fade, and the dark yellow scriptures have drawn a few touches.
He has no past, lost his future, and wanders among the worlds like a lonely ghost. Hiding in the darkness and struggling hard, just for the last obsession hidden in my heart.
The ninety-nine and eighty-one thunderbolts from the Banished Immortal Platform struck his soul, suppressing him for hundreds of lives in reincarnation, and he was the fate of the Nine Evils in every life. Under the rolling thunder, he looked at the gentle immortal in his memory with a faint smile, looked into the man's crazy eyes and said softly, "Wait for me, come back..." Wait for me to come back! !