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From having to move when she was a child, to working and falling in love later, Shen Lixia learned how difficult it is for girls to have a home of their own in this society.

[Internet Love] Watermelon, blue sky, white clouds, evening breeze, destined to be unfair. In the past summer, I, Tang Luoling, could not withstand the fate and reality arranged by God. When I met Wang Shuyan on the Internet, I was confused, crazy, hopeful and disappointed, and finally let go. Meeting too early might be a mistake.

When patients with severe gaming problems woke up, they found themselves on the battlefield of the Peace Elite. Here, players were constantly bombarded with bullets during the day and night, but what they couldn't see were the bound souls... Starting from level zero, and breaking the secret behind this game step by step, who can stand by your side?

She was originally the burning flame in the abyss beside Lord West Demon, named Fei Yi. Rebellion from his homeland, just to grab a breath of wind called "freedom". Then he wiped away the strange burn marks on his forehead, tied up his long and gorgeous peach-like hair, put on a gentle skin bag, and hid in the immortal gate, becoming a "tianyu" with low eyebrows and smooth eyes. It's been a long year. I almost want to indulge in those caring eyes and covet the false spring scenery under the eaves. In a daze, it seemed as if my fingertips could really touch the clouds - completely forgetting the mark of the Demon Realm and the familiar laughter. Until the city-burning flames swept across Nagasawa. Seeing his former comrades fighting in a bloody battle, his heart suddenly tightened, as if a sleeping mark was awakened by the heat. Under the original docile shell, the blood never calmed down and boiled. At night when the peach trees in Xianmen were withered, she sat alone under the cold branches. The cold fingertips brushed against the residual red on the ground, and finally pressed against the peach blossom mark on the forehead that was so hot that it was almost biting - it was blooming uncontrollably. The ink faded, and the familiar crimson poured down like it was breaking free from its restraints. The remaining warmth in my hands has dissipated, the mask has cracked, and the way forward is gone. The spring rain in Wei Miao City wets the temples. She knew that the warmth had been real. Then he turned around-- The way back is destroyed. From then on, "Tianyu" was buried behind him. She is Feiyi. Where her heart goes and where her blood goes, there is only the demonic land where she was born and grew up. Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire ahead, and the warmth of the past has finally become a stranger, she has no regrets. The peach blossoms return to the abyss, waiting for the flames to burn the sky.