Fairies Only Practice the Path of Ruthlessness

Copywriting 1 "It is said that Mr. Dao has a pair of wise eyes, has a photographic memory, and can recognize all the demons in the world. Do you dare to ask if you still remember me?" Glazed pendant, broken rouge, gilt gauze, purple cloud sleeves. Xie Changci looked at the fairy in white in front of him. This was the person he had once been happy with, and the person he had once destroyed with his own hands. But later, I heard that she crushed her heart with her own hands and only sought the highest way in the world, whose name is the ruthless way. Copywriting 2 Before he became an immortal, he had a nice alias called "Bodhisattva Man", but his status was as low as dust. That day, she held her cheeks and looked at the vast river, and saw a handsome young man. Later, there was great chaos in the city, and Xiaolangjun risked his life to protect the people in the city. Only then did she realize that he was the "immortal" people called him. In order to thank her for her help, Xiao Langjun made her a wish, She said she wanted to become a fairy. There is nothing wrong with becoming a fairy, but every year she finds that her life has become longer, and her sadness has also become longer. On the day when the way of heaven opened, Xiaolangjun killed her to protect the world... Her consciousness was still there, and she was asking every day why he wanted to kill her. A full three hundred years. She also hated him for three hundred years. * On the day when I was reborn, I stared at everyone with nothing in my eyes, and crushed my own heart with my own hands. She spreads her message to every corner of the world—— "Everyone can enter our door and become an immortal and live forever. But——" "Everyone who enters my door must practice the path of ruthlessness!" … When Xie Changci met Sui Sui again, she was the leader of the Immortal Sect in the Human World, while he had become a lowly low-level monk. He heard her ask, do you still remember her? At that time, he remembered the day he last saw her three hundred years ago. That day, the waves were vast and the moon was as clear as frost. There was gurgling blood on her chest, and tears rolled down one by one. She said: "Thank you Changci, it hurts me so much." "Don't kill me, okay..." He didn't answer. It was just that during the sect competition, he looked at her in a high position from a distance, watching her earnestly giving instructions to her disciples, her eyes gentle, But he clearly understood the shape of her lips, She said: "Kill him!" Intention: Only by being independent, self-reliant, sober and self-sustainable can we reap a bright future.