Fox Demon Matchmaker's Xingya

500 Years ago She said she wanted to go down the mountain to find the truth, but she was angry and didn't come to see him off. She finally found her, but saw that her life was hanging by a thread. She wanted to say something, to apologize for missing the appointment, or not to be sad, but in the end she only uttered a few words. "... Cough... Yes... Sorry... Yaya." The blood constantly spilling from her throat made it more difficult for her to speak. She gently leaned over and hugged her, tears and blood blending together. Unconsciously murmuring: "How could you do this... How could you do this... Bastard..." 500 Years later Why... In the past five hundred years, even the smelly cockroach has been reincarnated several times... But there is no trace of you. Do you not want to see me? Tushan Yaya clenched half of the jade flute in her hand, her eyes dim and unclear. The modern chapter begins, with a return to billions in the middle The author is lazy and depends on fate. He generates electricity for love. The protagonist is an Aboriginal person. Intention: Love and stay together