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There are some special people called cultivators. They breathe vitality, fire, metal and stone, and are omnipotent! A place where there are practitioners is called a practice world. There is a big concept of the jungle of the jungle in the spiritual world. The strong ones steal the treasures of geniuses just to train themselves, transcend life and death, and shuttle between the vast universe... They are so powerful that they look down on the common people! Luo Chen is a beggar, but he is a restless beggar. He accidentally came into contact with a high-level cultivator. From then on, he became ambitious and ambitious...

The night is not over yet, the snow of Daluo is still there, and the other shore of Jiuyou is spotless. Later I learned that everything in the world has cause and effect, from the startling glimpse at the end of the Nine Netherworld to the sky full of stars above the Nine Heavens. The sun and the moon alternate, and time reincarnates. From the leap on the Cixian Cliff to the arrow piercing the heart at this moment, the reunion of old friends reveals the mystery of the past, and the lingering time is spent wondering about the impermanence of the world. Who is laughing at the wind and moon of life and death in the sky of Daluo, who is dancing and making shadows on the Moon Pavilion, who has been keeping reincarnation for three hundred years, who has had his heart broken several times. "Your Highness, you will always be my supreme and dream person." "Lord of the Nine Netherworlds Mo Ci × Princess Chu Luan of Disaster"

"Madam, you must hide your tail." I was despondent, but I didn't expect you to be so brilliant and promise me happiness for the rest of my life. Yan Qingqing, a little fox demon in the 21st century, never thought that he would end up in the legendary Divine Wilderness Continent because he was looking for a tail, which was also the place his master had been pursuing all his life. Not to mention that hundreds of years of spiritual practice were ruined, and he was forced to marry a little fool. However, as time passed, her lost tail surfaced on this continent, and her fool husband was by no means as simple as he seemed. Years later, I recalled that the red curtain was entwined, the shadow of the candle was swaying, the glimpse when the red veil was lifted up, and the heartbeat was inadvertently felt. It turned out that the bond between the two had already been written down at that time. So far in this life, we have traveled to the end of the world together.