A face,
A moment of thought,
A god,
Which one is the real him.
…
You peeled off his skin and bones, made the elixir into it, and swallowed it in your belly. He is no longer there.
But... He spent nine lifetimes looking for me.
What about after the ninth life?
He is silent;
But he smiled.
Human version:
Thousands of years ago, Huang Yu ate it and gained immortality.
But something went wrong and he slept underground for nine hundred years. When he woke up and heard that Xie had been looking for him for nine lifetimes, he regretted it.
But after four hundred years, he was never seen again, and searching for him for nine lifetimes seemed like a joke.
At this moment, Huang Yu met three Xie Bu, one with his face, one with his memory from thousands of years ago, and one with his soul imprint. Each of them was him, and none of them were.
The endless self-torture for a long time made him almost crazy, but did he really understand?
The story of a madman who doesn't understand love and a human spirit who doesn't believe in love.
Does it look good? He asked.
Huang Yu silently hugged himself tightly, shivering, you are really terrible.
This is the first article for a newcomer. I hope you can give me more suggestions and support. I will try my best to write this story to the standards in my mind.
During the postgraduate entrance examination, random updates...
Intention: One person's repentance, two people's redemption