The Flower Demon Defies Heaven and Cultivates the Gods, and the Flowers of Hell Fall Like Blood Red

The love of a thousand years ago affects the spring of a thousand years later. She should have had a happy and peaceful destiny, so don't let the world drag her into misery. I don't know if it was fate or chaos, or it was just her destiny. By the Forgotten River, at the mouth of hell, she stood there peacefully, murmuring softly: The flowers dance and the flowers shed tears, the flowers cry and the petals fly. For whom do the flowers bloom, and for whom do the flowers wither? I didn't understand love at first, but I was unconsciously spread to understand what it is. One flower, one world, bright red day and night, Cattails are resistant to torture, and their blood is as red as falling flowers. I thought that as long as I use my heart, I can influence everything, but then I realized that once I use my heart, I will hurt myself. Fate disturbed her dreams, messed up her heart, made her fall in love, and ruined her life. . The people who loved her most died in her hands, but the people she loved the most only gave her hell. Only then did I realize that the love I had exchanged for my life had become a joke. She: I curse this world with my destiny. From now on, immortals cannot love each other, gods cannot fall in love, demons and gods cannot miss each other, and demons and immortals cannot miss each other. In the Hall of the King of Hell, he stood in the dark and cold hall, with eternal fireworks burning in the surrounding braziers. Dressed in black, with long purple hair hanging down his back, his silver eyes were full of anger and dullness. I heard that a woman with extraordinary beauty jumped into hell. I heard that it seemed that the little girl from the flower world jumped in. I heard that what they said was wrong, it was the reincarnated Flower Goddess who jumped in. I also heard that the one who jumped into hell was the goddess of the year. On the horizon of Mobei, there is a touch of red. Under the shining of the setting sun, the vicissitudes of life are accompanied by the blood-red clothes. With the open arms, full of petals instantly float away. As the petals fly, the whole earth seems to be filled with the fire of hell. Pungent blood, instant withering. I originally thought that it was time for my life to be so miserable. But then I realized that this was just the beginning. Dancang: According to Pu Gua, if I guess correctly, she...................... Ye Yaoruo: "Whoever dares to harm her, I will make her immortal forever." Jingmei: "With my reputation as the future master, if anyone touches her, I will destroy the entire world. The darkness was lingering, and the water of the Forgotten River turned into a sea of fire, and the sky and the earth seemed to be merged together. On the eighteenth level of hell, there stood a woman. Her smile was very sweet, and the dimples on her lips were so familiar, but her breath was so unfamiliar that the servants around her were immediately stunned. Thirty-six kinds of torture, tongue pulling, eye pecking, steaming, frying, stone grinding... But they couldn't resist her love, it hurt so much, and it hurt so much along the way. She hurt the person she loved and the person she didn't love, and she lost consciousness. In the past, he, who was aloof, and who dominated and surrendered with dignity, stayed with her who had become a plague every day as if he was being tortured. After all, not a single tear was shed. The flowers have fallen as red as blood, and the heartbreak has been separated from love and hate. It's not just anyone who has lost their annual rings.