The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor. Immortals caress my head, knotting my hair and receiving immortality.
Immortal Lord Qingque, as the only Immortal Lord in the world and on earth who has ascended to the immortal world and won, no one disagrees with his luck.
But he himself felt that this great blessing was a humiliation and disaster, so he jumped off the Immortal Platform on his own.
All the immortals thought he was crazy.
It's a pity that the immortal who took him to the immortal world seems to be not far from going crazy.
This man's madness was a big deal, and people felt bad about it, so they tried to find a substitute - but they saw two people walking together in the mortal world, one wearing plain clothes and standing in the wind, the ice melting and snow disappearing, the dice with exquisite fingertips bright and vivid; the other wearing black clothes hunting, karma fire surging, the sword of the world in his arms revealed its sharp edge.
A pair of beauties.
Qingque jumped off the Zhuxian Platform, hoping to bet on an earth-shaking event. Thunder rolled under the Zhuxian Platform, and wind knives struck each other, picking off bones and skin, but he no longer felt pain - of course it didn't hurt, because he had been drowning in the most painful sea for many years.
He was disheartened, but he still remembered that there was still a bet waiting for him.
He came despite all obstacles, and the other party did not break the contract.
This time, the betting is on.
Intention: Thousands of mountains and rivers, there will eventually be a bright future; the world is full of sails, never abandon the original intention