What the ancestors said is indeed true. A thousand years of life for the people of Xianzhou is more difficult to bear than death.
It is obviously a mortal body, but there are roots entangled in the meridians, as if they will break out of the skin at any time.
No matter where, there are shadows of old friends in all directions; no matter when, there will be inexplicable echoes.
They all indicate only one fact.
"Bai Heng, I dreamed of you again."
Seven hundred years ago, Lian Yu became the sinner of Xianzhou.
Seven hundred years later, Nie also became the sinner of the universe.
The company's astronomical bounty, the wanted notice posted by the Immortal Boat Alliance, and the exile that will never be revoked.
She just looked up at the glory of Wuxiao in the clouds, and stepped into the muddy water desperately.
She could not catch the gleam of the hunt, and the seeds of fertility took root and grew.
Perhaps only the Star Core Hunter can tolerate her.
"Xie, listen to me, you just need to look at me."
Whenever she calmed down, she would think about telling Kafka that her speech spirit was ineffective, but she would deny it time and time again. That's fine.
Just think of it as a big dream and don't care when you wake up.
PS: All directions, but Bai Heng is Bai Yueguang, which accounts for a large proportion.
Intention: Being happy is the most important thing