Wei Ling from Hualing City is dressed in white and outshines the snow.
Wei Ling from the Sangu Palace in Yuzaki is dressed in black Yin Yue.
Step by step toward the clouds, inch by inch, cold-blooded liver sausage.
Beijing and Mo watched the sky early and concluded that she was a lonely evil star in the sky. But he held an umbrella for her on rainy nights, and made her confused on drunken nights.
The cold-blooded General Hui Ling took off his armor and became a human subject, while the Immortal Lord Shengxue smiled gently and held the sunspot in his hand.
One thought sinks, and a hundred lifetimes are desolate. Wei Ling lifted Jingmo's chin with his hand and sneered.
"With dozens of hexagrams in his lifetime, the pure-hearted Immortal Lord, could he have expected to fall in love with Wei Ling?"
Jingmo didn't say anything, Wei Ling left indifferently, but he didn't see the immortal king behind him and sighed softly: "Never"
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During the Autumn Song period, the world was in turmoil. Evil cults are rampant and they create chaotic flower tombs.
When the Ruiling Shenwu Army overturned the city, General Huiling fell and his soul returned to the ground.
Returning to the passing clouds again, I just sat on a corner of the horizon and watched the turmoil in the rivers and lakes.
Intention: Only when people are ups and downs and struggling in the sea of sorrow of fate can they have the meaning of life.