The World Suddenly Feels Like Death

[Era Youth League fan/Three major CPs/HE] Xiaolu APP account with the same name is updated simultaneously / He turned out to be damned. A helpless beggar in Changshan City unexpectedly met a god on that cold winter day. Just a drop of tear brought him back to the world from hell. / Wenxuan "Liar." He sneered coldly, and just turned to leave—— "What's the rush?" The voice came from behind, so close that it almost brushed his ear. Liu Yaowen struck back with a sword, and the sword energy cut off a few bamboo leaves, but Song Yaxuan had already stepped back three steps away and looked at him with a smile. "Are all of you monster hunters so fierce?" "Who do you know?" Liu Yaowen suddenly asked. The wiping hand paused. Song Yaxuan lowered her eyes and looked at him: "Like the person who was supposed to kill me three hundred years ago." "Liu Yaowen..." Song Yaxuan suddenly asked softly, "Why is your heart beating so fast?" A bell rang in the distance, startling a tree of jackdaws. / Qixin He dreamed that he was standing in the snow, with the low walls of Changshan City in the distance. In the dream, he opened the wooden door and saw Ding Chengxin squatting next to the stove, frying medicine, and the familiar face was filled with heat. Ding Chengxin raised his head, smiled at him, and said, "You're back?" - As if they were meant to live this way. There is no struggle between royal powers, no blood-stained palace steps, only the crackling of the fire in winter and the sound of falling snow outside the window. His eyelids were so sleepy that he moved slower and slower, and finally he was holding the medicine pestle and his head moved forward little by little. Ma Jiaqi reached out quickly with quick eyes and hands, and held his forehead with the palm of his hand. Ding Chengxin woke up suddenly, raised his head, and met Ma Jiaqi's close eyes. In silence, Ding Chengxin suddenly asked: "Why do you have to be in that position?" Ma Jiaqi turned his head and looked at him: "Because if you fall, you will die." / Xiang Lin He Junlin held hot tea, blew it again and again, and asked: "What are the 'eight sufferings' your master said?" Yan Haoxiang said lightly: "Everyone has to go through things in his lifetime." "Then which one do you think you are now?" "It doesn't count." "Oh..." He Junlin lowered his head to drink tea, and asked after a while, "What about 'saving the world'? Do you have to endure hardship to save?" Yan Haoxiang rubbed his fingers on the edge of the teacup and said after a while: "I don't know." He Junlin tilted his head and looked at him: "I don't think so." Yan Haoxiang raised his eyes. "Look," He Junlin clasped his fingers, "you helped me drive away wild dogs, picked fruits for me, and taught me how to read - don't these count as rescue?" Yan Haoxiang did not answer, but raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He Junlin saw it and immediately laughed, his eyes turning into crescents. "That's what I mean." Yan Haoxiang's voice was so low that He Junlin had to get closer to hear him clearly. "I like you," he said, "It doesn't matter if it's a disaster." He Junlin smiled, his teeth touching his lower lip. The sound of the watch was heard in the distance, mixed with the sound of children playing. Yan Haoxiang thought, this is probably what Master will never understand - What is worth saving in the world is never the empty "Tao", but the concrete situation in front of us. / Medium novel Xuanxia Zhu Wenxuan (a young couple bravely ventures into the three realms) Those who are interested can collect and follow it. I will feel honored to see it, and then write and write until I get tired of it (^^) Intention: In life, you should always love vigorously.