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Zhi Lian stretched out and revitalized all her muscles, then geared up, took a deep breath, and landed behind him.
But after rubbing her hands and waiting for a long time, the man didn't notice her.
How is this possible!
We can't let him go easily!
Zhilian turned to him "rubbingly" and expressed her feelings to a face that finally showed a little surprise. But the hotter the love, the cooler the person.
Zhi Lian gave an ultimatum. If the other party didn't comply, she would make trouble so that he could no longer practice immortality!
Faced with her madness, he had only one request, and that was to ask her to listen to the scriptures for another five hundred years.
Five hundred years?
So what if another thousand years come!
Five hundred years later
The crescent moon, gradually stained with blood, hangs over Chang'an City. The swaying lanterns on the long street make the magnificent pavilions and pavilions dim in the eyes. The night wind stirs up colorful fallen flowers and rolls up the large-sleeved shirt and skirt of the lotus and sapphire table.
She is independent and stunning, but she can't hide the sadness and resentment in her eyes.
"Do you love her so much?"
"Yes"
"We are the same person. How do you know who you love?"
"I knew you were different from the beginning."
"But it was me you met first."
"I don't know who I met first, but I know my heart. My heart has only been waiting for her for thousands of years."
→ Overhead background of late Tang Dynasty
→Non-substitute literature
→All theories originate from random writing or the Internet
(If there is any offense, please let me know politely and I will revise it and apologize)
The persistent and loving rivalry between the painting fairy who is on the road to blackening every day vs. The painter who is paranoid, serious and obsessed with her.
The cold-faced Lotus with superb martial arts skills VS the charming and charming Liu Yao
Concept: There are never two identical leaves in the world