A bloody storm, desperate battles, love, hate and killing, a tragic epic.
The entanglement of three lives and three lives, the following of three lives and three lives
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PS Friendly reminder: Don't be dazzled by the literature and art at the beginning. This article gradually takes the vernacular route orz. A certain author is actually a 2B young man wearing the cloak of a literary young woman...
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[In the first life], she is the ultimate weapon of the Guluoli ghost clan against the gods. She is powerful and cold-blooded, controls souls, erases memories, enters the sky and the earth, and destroys living things. And he is the gentlest water god in the nine heavens, the only one in the sky who is the same as the earth, the destined darling of water, water can kill and save people;
[Second II], she is a demon mortician who only appears in the world for thousands of years - Chongyao, a make-up pen, and can just get by, playing in the world, outlining thousands of faces in the world. And he is the favored third prince under the knee of the emperor of heaven, a romantic young man who eats, drinks and plays in the eyes of everyone, uses water to form a seal, and is only attracted to her;
[Three Generations], she is a facially paralyzed girl code-named 007, and he is a ruffian boy code-named 001. With the aura of being favored by the organization, they formed the most incompatible partners in the KS organization, and became destined enemies living under the same roof.
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The story begins with:
A few strokes of makeup, one is to practice merit, and the other is not to be caught by the sanctimonious gods and enter the Thousand-Story Tower.
But I am afraid that I will be killed if I am not careful, and I will be tortured in the tower.
Who rescued this little demon from the tower by walking on the white lotus scent?
Who is so obsessed with dragging this little demon to pursue the cause and effect of the past life?
Jieluo
I am just a little demon. All I want in this life is to be able to eat, drink, and eat safely. Since you saved my life, I will repay you with a beautiful face. But your appearance is unique in the world. I searched my brain and couldn't find anyone with a more beautiful face than you. That's all.
Chess Jade
I know that it will always be too late, and sooner or later it will be too late, so I will pull you into the sky, into the earth, into the heart of the people, for what purpose, ha, I just want you to remember those years when I was not Qi Yu and you were not Jie Luo. But, what happens after you remember? My hands are empty and I can't catch your three souls and seven souls. I am sad. How long will this sadness last? Will there be another ten thousand years?
The two walked together on the road, and the practice day was filled with joy and joy, listening to nine stories and passing by nine types of human hearts.
Volume 1: Ape Cry Peak
Volume 2: Ghost Butterfly
Volume 3: Siwuxie
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Nine volumes, nine stories, one story and one color. When the makeup brush is practiced to the end, the next stroke will be the mottled colors of the world.
This is the story of a little demon, telling her from the depths of ignorance to knowing love, and telling her from being dull to knowing how to advance and retreat. However, what made her gain a sincere heart but trampled it away inch by inch... And can he, the follower of Sansheng Sansheng, produce a knot flower?
[Excerpts from individual stories]
Somehow, she subconsciously hid the life-saving medicine behind her. Seeing her sister crying sadly into the empty flowerpot, she was condescending and silent, but she felt vaguely pitiful. She was so cruel, and she wanted to make the wrong move at the end... I told her, you are actually the kindest person...
————————Volume 5·Cherish both pairs
The dragon robe was added to the body, with red and gold threads intertwined on it, which was very similar to the life he had been entangled with. It was a life... The past was like smoke, dispersing one by one in front of his face. People looked up, looking at the king who had promised them wealth and warmth, and watching him holding the high railing and smiling the bitterest smile at the thousands of troops and horses under the city tower. People suddenly didn't understand. In this big world, Lu Yunqing was the only one who understood Yan Zhe. He had always been.
——————Volume 6·Recalling Wangsun
From beginning to end, all the stories unfold slowly
This will be a long journey of constantly uncovering the mask and pursuing the true self.
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