The optimistic little sun has a lot of strength, a fool who licks the dog, and he talks nonsense
The Great Demon King Cen Jiu × Bai Wuchang Xie Bian
Past and present life, overhead, cultivation, group portrait, he, mutual attack
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Are you dating?
Cen Shijiu asked Xie Bi'an diligently every day, and the answers he got were always the same: "Don't be gay."
Even if he is rejected, the puppy Cen Jiu will not be discouraged. After all, as the old saying goes, if an iron pestle is ground into a needle, sooner or later he can make his brother willing to fall in love with him.
Just waiting and waiting day after day, Xie Bi'an's first love came and asked to get back together.
The puppy was angry——
It's all a bad fate from the past life. Go behind you and queue up. First come, first served. Do you understand?
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Someone also asked Xie Bian, after thousands of years of loneliness, why don't you find a companion?
Cen Shijiu was raised by his own hands. He knows everything and is devoted to himself. Why can't he give it a try?
Bai Wuchang: I tried it, but I still can't figure it out.
Cen Shijiu:? When
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When Xie Bian first brought Cen Jiujiu back, he thought he was an abandoned child, so he gave Cen Jiujiu a new name, Cen Ji.
Taken from "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" "The clouds are gone and the rain is falling, and the area is bright and colorful. The falling clouds and solitary swans are flying together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky."
It means that everything will be fine after the rain.
Cen Nineteen happily returned to the Far North and told Cen Qi about the incident. Later, Cen Qi complained that Xie Bi'an was an uneducated native dog.
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Cen Shijiu had long forgotten the days when he and Xie Bian were side by side in the melee between gods.
Dragging his injured body, he carried Xie Bian, whose soul was shattered, back from the blazing purgatory——
Climbing over three thousand long steps, leaving traces of his blood on each step.
Cen Jiu's soul was gone and he fell into a deep sleep.
When I woke up again, hundreds of years had passed - naturally I had forgotten my oaths and promises.
Intention: Believe in light, believe in love