[Two male protagonists + no female protagonist]
——You and I know each other and know each other through fate, but in the end we are no match for the responsibilities we have established. ——
It is said that Bai Jingzhi, the prince of the Heavenly Clan Chen, actually killed the Demon God three times in a row:
The first time, the little prince saved the beggar-like devil and raised him up, but unexpectedly stabbed him with a sword when he was injured;
The second time the little prince was injured and fell into coma, his consciousness was reincarnated into the lower spirit world, and he met Ipo who had been abandoned by the demon god. After finally helping him regain his emotions, the prince actually escaped to death;
The third time the Demon God took back that spirit, he pretended to take revenge and went to the God Realm just to see him, but he didn't expect that the gentle little prince in the past would abandon him so completely;
In the end, the devil who was constantly being scummed finally turned black. No matter how much he endured, his wife would be gone!
Bai Jingzhi: I'm not, I don't have it, it's all the nightmares that are doing the trick.
This article will write about the second scumbag first.
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Serious copywriting:
As the young master of the demon clan, Bai Jingzhi has been raised by thousands of demons since birth. Who would have expected that he would be despised by his demon king father and kicked him to Fuguang Temple to cultivate his health. The little devil took advantage of the fact that he was the youngest junior disciple in the temple, climbed trees, skipped morning classes, and made the quiet Buddhist sanctuary noisy. What Bai Jingzhi disliked the most in the temple was Senior Brother Ye, who was serious all day long. He would make trouble with him whenever he had free time. Unexpectedly, as time went by, Little Demon King Bai gradually became fond of that Xing Ye.
I thought that the relationship between the two of us had withstood many tests, but who knew that the acquaintance between you and me was like a dream. After waking up from the dream, we would eventually put on our own shackles and hold swords against each other.
Ps: Dear little cuties, I decided to have an outline. The editor said that the previous copy was not attractive enough, so I added a little more content.
Intention: To love each other regardless of the world, even if it is like a moth flying into a flame