The First Elegance

Chi Fenghua, the fall of China, rebirth in another world, entangled with grudges, destined to be a world of glory. Dongfang Yun was young and frivolous, and once he lost it, he regretted it for the rest of his life, and finally grew old and disfigured. Ximen Qingyin is as pure and smooth as jade. She fell in love with her for the first time and guarded her silently. Will she get her wish? Nangong Che, cold and evil, ambitious and plotting, has been fighting on the battlefield. He passed away in Beitang, like a fairy or a demon, with silver hair and bloody eyes, carrying his guqin with him, and seeing all the warmth and warmth of human beings. Fragment 1 "Trash should be trampled on by thousands of people, so don't try to get things that don't belong to you." A boy of about ten years old spurned him without hesitation. The girl, who was two years younger than the boy, turned around silently after hearing this, with tears welling up in her eyes and a hidden pain in her heart. Fragment 2 "In life, there are always soulmates who can meet your eyes." The gentle young man sighed. "That's a very good thing to say." The young man in black next to him said. Fragment 3 "Who else in the world can take this position besides me? It's not that I won't let go, but it's that there is no such virtuous and wise king in the world." The man in the dragon robe stood on a high place and looked down upon the world. After hearing this, everyone leaned over and said yes. After hearing this, the person opposite him kept twitching his mouth, secretly cursing: crazy, and turned around to leave. "My mother-in-law named me "De", which corresponds to the word "pass away", "die", so I should fulfill my mother-in-law's wish." Blood stained every inch of her silver hair, and she murmured sadly in her eyes. "No, you can never get rid of me." The girl in red hugged him and screamed in pain, her whole body filled with an aura of despair. After a moment, everyone looked at the scene in front of them in shock. The girl in red gradually turned white as her dark hair turned white. . . . . . . . . . . . . This is the constant entanglement between a group of passionate men and the beauty they fall in love with. They say: Those who love me don't want it, but the people I love don't want it. They say: Men are indeed cheap, and what they don't get is always the best.