When the god picked at my immortal bones, blood splattered all over him.
Many years later, when I stabbed Ash in the chest with a sword in front of the Xiangrong Palace, I vaguely remembered the evening in Heaven when I begged God Gu Yue to pick off all my immortal bones. The blood was splashed in a charming way, and in my blurry vision that was almost dizzy, it was like the afterglow of the bloody setting sun on the horizon, but it seemed too shocking and sudden.
But it turns out that after thousands of years, the swords in heaven and on earth finally end up facing each other.
Maybe in the end, Ash will feel even a little bit intolerable.
I have no way of knowing.
I don't want to know anymore.
Intention: girls hurt girls, girls help girls