Words in the world contain destiny, and every word represents destiny.
Tan Ye also has the same evil, his natural life style is different from ordinary people, he has a strange and grotesque spirit, and his weak skin is wrapped in the ruthlessness that can turn the world upside down.
Wood bandit, bandit Tongfei, just as the "Book of Songs" said, there is a bandit gentleman, who is like a friend, but he is a girl, arrogant, cold, and unpredictable.
The axioms of geometry conclude that two parallel lines in the same plane will never intersect for eternity. But there are no absolute rules in the world. When the plane collapses, the dimensions overlap, and the space suddenly shatters, all the impossible will be crushed by fate, leading to a destined encounter.
In the Magic City, there are many wealthy families that have existed for hundreds of years. During the changes, only the Tan family has always been firmly at the top of the four wealthy families, and no one can shake it.
But the prosperous Tan family hides a curse that has haunted the clan for hundreds of years - men directly connected to the Tan family have a long lifespan, and their final limit is forty years old.
The years have passed by generations of clan members, and the curse has never expired. Today, the direct bloodline of the Tan family has withered away, leaving only the old head of the family, Tan Qing, and his grandson Er Tan. As for Tan Qing's ability to break the curse and survive to this day, it is an S-class top secret within the Tan clan that is strictly guarded and never leaked to the outside world.
On the day Tan Ye was born, Yun Youzi, an eminent monk who was invited by his grandfather Tan Qing, personally gave instructions: He was born with a weak body and a very noble destiny. He will have a calamity of life and death when he reaches his crown age.
In order to suppress his innately weak destiny and suppress the disasters in his life, he was specially named Tan Ye. He used the evil spirit of the word "evil" to balance his weak body. He only wanted to protect him from growing up safely and breaking away from the shackles of fate.
The Imperial Capital, which is far away from the Tan family in the Demon City, is home to two top powerful families, and the Mu family is one of them. The family has a profound foundation, a prosperous population, and great power.
Mu Bandit, the most eye-catching eldest daughter of this generation of the Mu family, is a mysterious legend in the upper circles of the imperial capital.
Outsiders only know that she is arrogant, does not like to socialize, is obsessed with health care, and has a strict and almost rigid schedule. Everyone has heard of her name, but few have seen her true face, mysterious and distant.
The ghost casino is filled with darkness and undercurrents, the lights and shadows are blurred, and the voices of people are noisy.
Tan Ye's encounter with Mu Bandit was caught off guard, and with just one glance, the passing time was shattered.
At that moment, it was like a seed that had been silent for thousands of years, suddenly falling into the clear blue pool, silently falling to the ground, taking root, and sprouting. One day, it would grow into a towering ancient tree that could cover the sky and the sun, and the name of this tree was Tianming.
In the midst of the commotion, Mu Bandit played with a string of Bodhi beads that never left his body on his fingertips. The warm beads slowly flowed between his fingers. Her eyebrows were curved, with a faint smile on her face, and she raised her eyes and looked straight at the slim and charming young man not far away.
The red lips opened slightly, rising and falling silently, and a clear word fell in Tan Ye's eyes - you are mine!
As soon as he finished speaking, a thunder suddenly rolled across the sky, and the rumble shook the night. The banana leaves on the street were swept by the strong wind, dancing wildly and rolling endlessly, like a dark omen, indicating that tonight was destined to be a stormy night and there would be no peace.
Concept: Everyone is the protagonist of their own story. Growth is a very profound problem. It can be a noun or a verb.