The world spins in your hands and moves under your guidance.
You - give us new life and give us eternity.
Rotating in the center of the world, staring at me with an immortal body, teaching me.
And I, your subject, your sharpest sword, your only hope, and your tool to achieve your ends.
"If I cannot seize power, you cannot have this supreme right."
"The battle between Her Majesty and every successor must end between us."
"No matter what the outcome is, there is not only winning and losing between you and me, but also love and hate."
The girl with purple hair and twin tails held a dagger and put it against his neck.
The young man smiled and stretched out his hand to clamp the blade: "Mo Yiqian, you are obviously reluctant to do it."
Isn't it the same for you? Mo Yi Qian moved her hand, and her hand was placed on his hand that didn't use any force to hold the knife.
——Whether you love it or hate it. The last battle is also the last time.
——Can you tell me what you think?
Purpose: Boys and girls must learn to protect themselves