In this life of cultivation, I want to see through the mortal world and escape from the world. The master said that after twenty-one kalpas, the fate of this world will not be over.
We met him for the first time when he was five years old, with a little cinnabar and a song "Song". From then on, he was a god in my heart, just a dream in my childhood.
Fourteen came out of the mountain, acted as he pleased, saw through everything, ignored everything, and ignored everything, just waiting for that calamity. The calamity that he didn't want to admit, he met him again, and he never left. After five years together, I have already become accustomed to it unconsciously, but it disappears like a wisp of smoke, as if I have seen through it. But when I met him again, he had the same appearance, but he was also elegant and noble, and he was a good young man from a troubled world. At that moment, he put down that dream, and at that moment he only wanted to follow that appearance, regardless of right or wrong.
He, it must be that dream, for five years, he pretended not to ask, but always cared about him. When we met in front of him, let him go.
He, he, similar titles, everything is fate or calamity, misunderstanding, it is a joke played by God, so that she finally realized that the so-called fate has always been in front of her, and the so-called calamity is just her own persistence, so let everything end, whether you want it or not, it will end.
A token, where does the blood of the emperor flow? A grudge from the previous generation, where will they go...
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