Lovesickness Bone

[Bluish Yellow Spring Chapter] Thousands of years ago, she was a prehistoric deity born from heaven and earth. She was the holy king of the gods who led the ancient gods to survive in the bloody storm. She was the Lord of Biluo who stood side by side with the Lord of the Underworld and the Underworld on the Cangtian Pillar. On the list of prehistoric Bagua beauties, she is only surpassed by the goddess of creation, Lu Ling, who is worshiped as a pilgrim and revered by thousands of creatures in the world, and ranks second. A fate destined for her made her endure great pain, and as the Holy Lord of the Gods, she refined the twelfth-grade Styx Black Lotus, the object of enlightenment in the underworld. On the green hills outside the Eastern Wasteland, the Demon Lord who sealed the incarnation of the three poisons' turbid breath faded away. His body died and disappeared, disappearing into the world. He only left a brief introduction in the history books of the God Realm, and gradually faded away in the leisurely passage of time. He is the king of the ghost clan, the Lord of the Underworld who towers over all living beings on the Cangtian Pillar. He was born among the Manzhu flowers in the white bones of the Netherworld River. He was born with cold and unyielding nobility. He controls the souls of the six realms and the six reincarnations of the wheel of life and death, and is above death. He loved her and spent hundreds of years trying his best to find her soul from the vast world. He watched her drink the water of the River of Forgetfulness, forget her past, and become one of the three thousand floating dust. She endured thousands of pains and difficulties every day and washed away her karma. She threw away her memory and forgot her responsibilities, not to mention that she was once a divine king respected by all creatures, and she had also loved someone persistently. However, if you hide it in the center, you will never forget it. He watched her forget everything and reincarnate as an adult. When the cycle of fate turned, across thousands of layers of gorgeous purple streets and thousands of beautiful mortal world, in tens of millions of mortal lives, he finally found her again, smiled slightly, and between his eyebrows and eyes was the gentleness that had traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers. "I want to find someone. Once I find someone, I will accompany her to see all the prosperous worldly scenery, and stay with her until her beautiful hair and face are no longer beautiful." "My heart, my blood, my bones, my veins, the meaning of my life." [Male protagonist and female protagonist] "When you come back, I will promise you a prosperous life and see all the prosperity with you, okay?" "When I come back, you will promise me a red wedding dress and accompany me all over the world, okay?" Entering the gate of my lovesickness, you know that my lovesickness is painful. If you had known that lovesickness is so troubling to people's hearts, would you not have known each other in the first place? The cool god in red raised his eyebrows, "Not good." Taking off my divine body, I wish to fall into reincarnation in the world, pave the worldly road in front of the door of lovesickness, and exchange for your lifelong love. Scatter my soul, I am willing to use my love for thousands of reincarnations to wash away the turbid worldly dust on the stone of three lives, in exchange for the fireworks of your life. Abandoning my godhood, I am willing to use my love for you for thousands of years to see the red thread in the marriage book, and exchange your confusion for the rest of your life. Hongdou loves me so much that I feel deeply in love. If she is a mountain road, he will be the grass and trees. Just for this life, they will never leave her and enjoy the spring flowers and autumn moon together. If he were Ling Xiao, she would be Leng Yue, just for this life and death, and watch the beautiful scenery of the world together. Sip a cup of Fusheng tea and forget about the past three lives; compose a tune of lovesickness and look at the horizon with you holding hands. I just want to boil the red beans that are like blood into a bowl of heart-warming and bone-melting soup, sip it down, and exchange it for you to take away that heavy burden for me, tie my hair and thrush my eyebrows every day, and accompany me to see the world of thousands of miles and the endless prosperity. The most beautiful encounters in this world are all those that are carefully planned; the most beautiful love in this world are all those that are exchanged for life. I would like to invite you all to watch the romance of love and hate, and enjoy a cup of tea, feeling as if you are in love.