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Wen Lan's Biography
Ancient Romance温岚传
Farewell Letter
She spends her days deceiving herself, weeping for the prosperous age, and surviving for the grand scenery of fireworks. Once her body was burned by the fire of karma, she straightened her bones, twisted and deformed by the fire, crawled back to Yong'an, picked up the hidden arrow, and pierced the false light. The gentle and gentle princess x the coquettish prince
She spends her days deceiving herself, weeping for the prosperous age, and surviving for the grand scenery of fireworks. Once her body was burned by the fire of karma, she straightened her bones, twisted and deformed by the fire, crawled back to Yong'an, picked up the hidden arrow, and pierced the false light. The gentle and gentle princess x the coquettish prince

Heavenly Zong Zhi Ling Jue
Xianxia Fantasy天纵之凌绝
Farewell Letter
My Ling Jue was imprisoned in the Hidden Sword Tower, and my bones had been shattered, and the meridians in my hands and feet had been severed. I could only crawl on the ground, watching Lin Beiwang roar at the top of his lungs, and listening to him begging for my father. But I didn't burst into tears. I felt a little happy in my heart. He killed my little flower spirit, and I also want to kill the person he loves most in his heart. When the last trace of spiritual consciousness was eliminated by the whipping, I felt my soul floating out of the body. I gently lowered my head to look at the bloody body, with eyes closed and no longer breathing. As the thunder thundered down, I turned back into the Yuanjun who had stood by the Yaochi for hundreds of years without blinking an eye. Looking back at the world again, I felt like something was beating on my empty left chest.
My Ling Jue was imprisoned in the Hidden Sword Tower, and my bones had been shattered, and the meridians in my hands and feet had been severed. I could only crawl on the ground, watching Lin Beiwang roar at the top of his lungs, and listening to him begging for my father. But I didn't burst into tears. I felt a little happy in my heart. He killed my little flower spirit, and I also want to kill the person he loves most in his heart. When the last trace of spiritual consciousness was eliminated by the whipping, I felt my soul floating out of the body. I gently lowered my head to look at the bloody body, with eyes closed and no longer breathing. As the thunder thundered down, I turned back into the Yuanjun who had stood by the Yaochi for hundreds of years without blinking an eye. Looking back at the world again, I felt like something was beating on my empty left chest.