Green tea white cut black puppy attack × cool and gloomy beauty
Gao Liang: Jiang Yan has a prototype! Essentially, it is a product to satisfy one's own xp
Lu Zhaoan, a sickly young man who was raised in Yaolu, Luoyang, was born with half a bronze lotus lock embedded in his heart. He coughed up blood and turned it into gold, and his hair was like mercury.
He raised his Jiang Yan with his own hands, and there was a strange golden lotus mark hidden under the dark green clothes. When the lotus opened, all five senses were lost.
For ten years, Lu Zhaoan slept under the light of Jiang Yan's sword that cut out his heart every night. When he got up in the morning, he folded the blood-stained handkerchief into a lotus flower and smiled to expose the lies beating under his collarbone.
"Uncle Jiang taught me how to tie my hair so that we can have sex today?"
When the Youzhou mine collapsed, Lu Zhaoan bit Jiang Yan's throat and broke the life-and-death contract, and the red blood lotus grew wildly along the waist and abdomen. The memory of sixteen years ago is like a poisonous snake biting the heart——
The cry of the baby picked up on a snowy night could shatter bronze vessels. The obedient young man who drank blood in the medicine house secretly scratched every whip mark on him, and now the silver-haired young man holding his lifeline was laughing and pushing him deeper into the abyss.
"Jiang Yan, does Jin Lian blush every time you secretly drink the blood I coughed up?"
When the bloody "Sixteen Tones" oozed from the murals of the Dunhuang Buddhist Grottoes, and when the scimitar of the Que Tower split open the bronze coffin at the bottom of the Crescent Moon Spring, Lu Zhaoan finally tore into pieces Jiang Yan's last layer of cold skin——
His blood can awaken the secret art of bronze, his bones are the carrier of Shang veins, and the golden lotus at his waist is in full bloom, and each petal is engraved with the desire to drink poison to quench thirst.
"I have been raised for sixteen years, but Uncle Jiang doesn't know--"
"The one being fed has already made the owner into a symbiotic Gu."
From the remaining snow in Yaolu to the top of the mirage, the final chapter of the Sixteen Business Lines resounded through Yumen Pass.
The young master's silver hair turned into snow, Jiang Yan turned into a bronze lotus platform, and what is everlasting in the wind and sand of the desert is the reflection in the Buddha cave that night——
Lu Zhaoan's gold-stained fingers penetrated Jiang Yan's newly bloomed lotus petals, and he smiled and said that he would write a heart-wrenching "Feiling Bo" with him.
Purpose: Puppies attack the top