Nine aristocratic families, nine famous sights, nine stories, and I heard that the author started to tell the unknown parts of them ~
He was born in a noble family, but he gradually became an important minister of the dynasty from a soldier at the lowest level, and became a king with a different surname. He was famous for a while, but due to his past, he gradually became a very awkward and emotionally awkward person due to his past.
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There are often mythical characters like the Snail Girl and the Weaver Girl in stories, but the world often regards them as fabricated beautiful fantasies to comfort themselves in their weed-like lives, and they are just something to talk about after dinner.
However, there really is a God in this world. They have long lives, immortal bodies, and have been carrying out their missions over and over again for hundreds of millions of years. However, some gods will eventually get tired of the same life and go to the human world for experience.
Wei Ling had always taken "I don't believe in ghosts and gods, I don't believe in evil, I just believe that I can die early" as his motto when he was a child. Until when he was suffering from illness and suffering, he was able to make a deal with God with no turning back...
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Wei Ling is selfish, arrogant, arrogant, and indifferent, but he is also kind, tolerant, tenacious, and gentle. These seemingly incompatible character traits make him more like a real person, a person who makes mistakes and sheds tears, instead of a murderous sword tempered by pain and conspiracy.
And precisely because he is a real person, regret is a rope that connects his past, present and future together, tightening him, entangling him, and making him miserable.
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He and Cui Yi and Xiang are connected by blood, and their looks are similar. Their stubbornness buried deep in their flesh and blood pushes them to the opposite side. With the sword on the other's neck, no one will retreat, even if they were once able to give their back to the other.
Because the years are like a grinding stone, smoothing the mirror, allowing them to see clearly the dead souls standing behind them and the hatred burning in their hearts. The warmth of the past is like the stone chips that have been ground away, dissipated in the wind.
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Be party death plot
Cui YiXWei Ling
Both sides have bg plots
year
The life of Zhu Wei Ling
Don't read it if it sounds bad. Turn left and go out without sending it.
Apology for Xiaobai's writing style in the first book
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you