Neither love nor hate can be expressed. I like you the most and don't want you to know the most.
Copywriting one:
After three hundred years of hard training in Kunlun, Fu Chunliu died in the hands of his junior brother who raised him. In the next life, she could neither offend nor hide away.
I don't think I can really hide.
In the second life, in order to break the illusion of common people and solve the mystery of the past life, he was stabbed in the back by this white-eyed wolf. This time, not even ashes were left.
It wasn't until five hundred years passed that the world changed drastically, and by some shitty luck, he ascended to the ninth heaven.
Let's see how she cuts off the grudges by stepping into Yujing and killing old enemies.
Copywriting two:
During the five hundred years that Fu Chunliu left, he wandered between humans and ghosts.
There are clouds above the forest smoke in Tongguan Mountain, and mountains below the clouds. There is no Jiuyou Ghost King in the Qingshan pavilion, just one person, one flute, and a ray of residual soul.
Brother Koi, the proud son of heaven
Keywords: rebirth, two-way secret love, reunion, strength
Intention: One thought remains, and this ambition remains unremitting
