"'What's there to praise for such a tragic thing?' It's rare that Su Li didn't take over the conversation and continued to praise himself. His expression was so calm that it made people feel a little heart-stopped."
Everyone in the world says that this is treason and immorality.
How could he, Su Li, the legend of Li Shan, an unparalleled strong man in the human race, marry this woman - this demon princess who bleeds with the dirty blood of the demon clan.
But Su Li's pride was as dazzling as his sword. All he knew was that she was his true love. That's all.
Qiyue was immersed in the bottomless cold pool of Changsheng Sect. She raised her head for the last time and looked towards the south. In the direction where he was, her eyes were full of reluctance, nostalgia and determination.
Sorry, I can't accompany you to the Kingdom of God to see the moon.
Everyone says that Huajia Xiao Zhang is a madman. But no one knew that Su Li went crazy, slaughtered the entire Changsheng Sect, and bloodbathed the entire Liang Prince's Mansion; and no one knew that even if Su Li went crazy, he could not change the outcome.
That high-spirited and unparalleled swordsman could no longer wait for the jade flute that shook the sky.
Purpose: Write a forgotten story