Riding on a Dragon at Night

This article is my first. It was written with imagination and passion. It lacks many details and has many shortcomings. Please read it with caution. The pre-received articles are on the homepage. If you are interested, please feel free to collect them. Thank you for traveling through the mountains and seas of literature and being willing to stay for a moment for me. There are both attacking and receiving angles, paranoid attack x beautiful strong person suffers miserably Copywriting Feed the devil with your body in exchange for all living beings sleeping peacefully for a night. Three thousand years ago, Baiyao killed gods and Buddhas with one man and one sword. The gods all over the sky widened their eyes angrily and yelled: "Baiyao! How dare you disrespect the gods and Buddhas all over the sky!" "Associate yourself with the devil, and today is the day you die!" Baiyao said coldly: "I have only respected the sky one foot in my life, who do you think you are?" As soon as he finished speaking, a sword that created the world was swung out from his palm. That move contained what Baiyao had learned in his life, and the sword broke open the gate of heaven. The Heavenly Gate collapsed, and the divine power instantly backfired on the sword master. On that day, countless stars fell helplessly, and bells rang mournfully in the void of the three realms for forty-nine days. Only one person knows that the bell only tolls for Baiyao. Baiyao died alone, and his close and distant lover watched with cold eyes in the Purple Palace where they had their wedding. At a banquet filled with demons and monsters, the Lord of the Ghost Tribe bowed down and bowed, his eyes filled with calculations as he said, "My dear God, I lost my beloved. I have a treasure left over from ancient times that can collect the remaining souls. I wonder if you would be willing to give me some small benefits in exchange for it?" The man turned his gaze and said, "I don't know who I love. How about the ghost master show mercy and tell me?" The ghost owner was frightened and ran away. * The immortals in the fifth city on the twelfth floor are dressed like clouds, and they are noble and arrogant. The expressions of these masters of heaven and earth finally changed into a long sword thrown from the human world to cut open the sky. Baiyao's face was cold, his eyes were cold, and a black dragon was wrapped around his wrist. He stood in front of the Nantian Gate, wearing hunting robes. The wind blew across Baiyao's cold and pale face, and he said word by word: "You are well, everyone." —————————— Completed, please note. *I am beautiful, strong and miserable, born twice. Purpose: All living beings are equal