1
"I will kill you."
Wen Jiu glanced at his figure hidden in the morning mist. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, his tall and strong figure was particularly eye-catching.
"You're still kind-hearted. Tell me specifically."
2
"Other people plan to ascend and become gods in their cultivation. You don't need to ascend. You can become the King of Hell just by washing your face."
"I prefer black and white. You are black and I am white."
"That's okay, they just make a couple."
The more Jing Yue said nothing, the more Jing Yue disliked him, and the more Jing Yue left.
3
The heavy rain was falling under the eaves for a long time.
"Want to come together?"
The bright moon remains the same forever, and the mortal world changes from generation to generation. People who once regarded life as floating dust and everything disposable, for the first time had the idea of survival.
"Okay."
Intention: Two-way salvation towards death and life
