Five hundred years ago
She said she wanted to descend the mountain and seek the truth. She was so angry that she didn't go to see her off.
It took her so long to find her, only to see her on the brink of death. She wanted to say something, to apologize for missing their farewell, or perhaps tell her not to be sad. In the end, all she managed to utter were a few words.
"...Cough... I'm... I'm sorry... Yaya." The blood constantly welling up in her throat made it harder and harder to speak.
She gently leaned over and held her close. Tears and blood mingled.
Unconsciously, she murmured, "How could you... How could you... You bastard..."
Five hundred years later
Why... In these five hundred years, even that stinking cockroach has reincarnated several times... Yet there's no trace of you. Do you not want to see me?
Tu Shan Yaya gripped the broken half of the jade flute in her hand, her expression inscrutable.
The modern-day arc begins here, with flashbacks in between.
The author is lazy and updates when the mood strikes. Writing for love; the protagonist is a native of the original world.
Theme: Those who love each other can stay together.
Great, author, you are finally back 😂
I really like this fox demon fanfic! I love it so much, I'll wait for the update~ I finally found the rice [Spreading Flowers]
Let me go, why are you suddenly alive?
Xingyue is back, and so is the author 💪
I went and it was updated! 🐰
Not a friend. Updates are too slow. I can't wait. It looks good. I love watching it.
Baby, you finally updated
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Update, the author is great!!!
Come on, great author