When we first met, one was a handsome young man in a light yellow robe, the other was a cold and heartless boss of the underworld, and the other was a poor street boy who had lost his soul.
When they met again, one was the newly promoted southern tree god, the other was the unscrupulous man who made the Emperor of Heaven so angry that he coughed up blood, and the other was the assistant of the Emperor of Heaven who had lost his soul.
After the passage of time, some people die, some live, and some want to die but have no way.
I didn't expect that, hey! None of these three are heroines!
Intention: No intention, you need to be careful when talking about love