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As the flowers and branches fall away, the moon shines brightly. A cup, a sword, a feeling, a calamity, a thought, life and death. When Jun Li heard the words, he smiled and said nothing, and a line of Qi on his finger snaked like a dragon, heading towards the bright moon in the sky. A smile makes spring warm, and the ice and snow melt. But he suddenly saw his white clothes dragging on the ground. In the strong wind, he was actually writing with ink splashing on his sleeves. Qingmeng Xinghe was laid out on paper, and the condensed moonlight was written in ink. Mu Qingyue felt dizzy. Such a stunning impact hit his sight. In an instant, the stars in the sky were no longer bright, only dimming slightly under the sky. Only he and his words were shining silently. Half destined to be a cultivator and half destined to be a king, does he also have her reasons for doing this? He walked over slowly and handed the remaining line of the last word into her hand, "The Buddha said that nine hundred births and deaths in one moment are really the ultimate in just one moment. In this way, all living beings can only be my one god, okay?" Be careful: Meow Meow's Jiayu School 823238057