Dragon Demon

The whole world of Fufeng is raging with war. The four descendants of the gods each have their own political power. The leaders of the four clans are seeking great causes, and each has their own agenda. The Qinglong and Suzaku clans are the first to bear the brunt! Long Minluo, the princess of the dragon clan, the only descendant, the only... Survivor. *** "Since you want to destroy our dragon clan, let's do it thoroughly!" She stood by the tall building, her eyes sad and desperate. "No!" He rushed over nervously, but only grabbed a piece of tulle above her sleeve. "It won't end like this, it won't!" He clenched the remaining gauze in his hand, extremely firm. * Among the trees full of cherry blossoms, he saw her again who had decided to fall from the building, and then—— But she has long forgotten her past. * I still remember that scene where the cherry blossoms fell for a long time. She lay on his shoulder and whispered softly: "Don't leave, okay?" "Can't bear to leave?" He stroked her hair with a lingering touch. She stopped talking and said, "Huh, who cares about you?" "Ha... So you don't know?" He chuckled and hugged her tighter. "What?" "I want to be with you." With a smile of gold and a thousand favors on her, how can she be taught how not to be emotional? Who would have expected—— "She will be my wife." He hugged the woman beside him tightly. "What about me?" "Who do you think you are?" He shook her hand away, his eyes full of disgust. "Presumably, that 'love me' was also a lie to me." "Otherwise?" He smiled decisively and sarcastically. * "In his heart, I am nothing." She was in despair. "Why are you doing this?" The evil man she should call her master sighed. "He will pay the price! I want him to know how much he will regret abandoning me!" *** "Why, does it shock you so much to see me?" She was full of sarcasm. "Yeah, I'm shocked." He said it was not like him. "You didn't choose me back then, do you regret it now?" Her hand holding the sword trembled slightly. He closed his eyes and chuckled, "No regrets!" "To me, you are stingy even for telling a lie." After speaking, the sword sank into his chest. His blood stained her clothes. ——Love me? ——Don't love, never loved. He smiled bitterly, then felt relieved. Hate me if you can. That's it... Even in a world without him, she would be just as happy. This article is fantasy and the ending is undecided. Rare friends, please collect it! Thank you!