Asking what love is in the world, it's just one thing that comes down to another.
Many years later, the Condor Hero taught his young grandson who was trapped in love to sit on the shore with a bottle of wine.
"There are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world. Why should a man worry about not having a wife? Why do you bother?"
The little grandson said angrily: "But, she ignored me..."
Yang Guo glanced at his empty right sleeve, "Humph, words of love can harm people! I suffered a loss back then..."
"Grandpa, what did you do then?"
"Of course it's practice! As long as you practice until you are invincible, then naturally..."
The old man said slowly: "Then the sea and the sky are vast."
The little grandson listened with rapt attention. "What happened next?"
Yang Guo looked at the sea melancholy, "Later... I realized that some wounds are more painful than a broken arm..."
The little grandson's eyes were widened, and he was about to say a few words of comfort——
"Yang Guo, it's time to eat!"
"Hey, it's coming, sister Fu, it's coming." The Condor Hero stood up for a moment, but no one was seen.
"Did you see? In the end, you still can't live without me!"
The little grandson looked at the roaring waves, opened his mouth, and muttered for a long time: "Tsk, I have been doing this for a long time, so I just want to show off."
Original copy:
On the edge of the cliff of Jueqing Valley, Huang Rong told Guo Fu that if she kept messing around again, she would be punished and sent back to Peach Blossom Island.
Yang Guo listened silently, ran to the East China Sea and waited for six years.
Guo Fu did not wait to return to Peach Blossom Island, but only waited for the news of her marriage...
One day when it was stormy and dark, he felt something in his heart, so he started his journey around Xiangyang.
The wind and rain are like darkness, and the cockcrow is endless.
Now that I see a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy.
Damp and semen-producing male ghost vs. Sunny and steely straight woman
(The text follows the outline of the original work and is written for love. If you don't like it, don't read it)
Concept: Love is tolerance