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When the world is born, the chaos will open.
Thousands of stars converge, dotted around.
The sky is clear and the earth is gloomy,
Everything is vast and boundless.
Day after day, the stars gather.
A little bit of golden light is spilled.
In the solidified space, a figure slowly gathered.
Bai Xue turned into his clothes, the deep sea condensed into his eyes, and the brilliant stars melted into the light of his eyes.
He inherited the way of heaven and came into being.
He heard all the wind in this world, and saw all the excitement in this world.
He walked from the top of the mountain, across the river, through the desert, and saw countless views.
Everything is like a vein, so clear in his mind.
Everything in this world is in his eyes.
But also, only in his eyes.
The more he went, the quieter his heart became.
Until one day, he came to the chaos of heaven and earth.
It seems that the wind is rolling up the corners of his clothes.
He finally felt it, stepping into the mist, and seeing the sun.
When he saw the scene clearly, there was a very light wave in his calm eyes.
That is a peach blossom in bud.
The pink petals closed, quietly.
This is actually a peach blossom that gathers the aura of heaven and earth and was born in chaos.
He watched for a while, then planned to leave.
Everything in the world has fate.
He inherited the way of heaven, and he should comply with it.
However, he just turned a step away and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.
His heart moved.
For a moment, he turned around and stretched out his hand.
”Come.”
A low voice, like a holy carol.
The peach blossom flew over, turned around, and gently landed on his palm.
His thin scarlet lips brought a very faint smile.
At that time, he didn't even know that this encounter was the fate of each other.
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His poor and lonely life suddenly became more interesting.
Raising a peach blossom is the first time for him, so naturally he cares about everything and takes care of it carefully.
It was born from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and since following him and leaving the place of birth, its growth has inevitably slowed down.
He then separates his own strength to pour every day.
He took it again, walking the way he had walked before, to the place he had been before.
It fell on his shoulder, or nestled in his palm.
As the years passed, his body was also stained with that light and cold fragrance.
And that peach blossom grew too slowly.
Ten thousand years have passed without flowering.
He wasn't in a hurry, he still looked after every day and took care of it.
In this way, it was not until 30,000 years before it finally blossomed.
The soft and delicate petals bloom, and the thin stamens sway in the wind.
As time entered 50,000 years, its intelligence gradually grew, and it began to fall on his eyebrows while he was sleeping, swiping the tip of his nose, disturbing his dreams.
Occasionally, he deliberately flew to the tip of his pen when he was writing the Pantheon Record, not allowing him to move.
He is not annoyed, he has unlimited patience.
At 80,000 years, it fell into deep sleep.
He condensed the forces of the world, gathered into a sea of illusions, and built a phantom palace on it.
In the hall of illusion, a large peach blossom tree was planted.
On the morning of the ninth thousandth year, he felt a soft touch in deep sleep.
He opened his eyes.
The peach blossom has bloomed to the extreme, and it is falling on his lips.
He sits up, his snow clothes are loose, revealing a large naked and tough chest.
The peach blossom retreated a bit.
The next moment, the silver-red light enveloped it.
A slender body, wrapped in a light cocoon, appeared before his eyes.
She closed her eyes, her ink hair was like a waterfall, and her skin was whiter than snow.
Under the light, the round and snow-white shoulders and the soft and slender waist were faintly visible.
He bends a long leg, puts his elbows on his knees, his posture is elegant and lazy.
He watched for a long time, his phoenix eyes deep.
After a long time, he gently wiped his thin lips with his fingers, provoking a smile.
”on purpose?”
She seemed to hear her thick and long eyelashes trembling slightly, and slowly opened her eyes.
The star pupils are brilliant, clear and clean, looking into his eyes.
...
Of course he knew the existence of the evil spirit accompanying her.
But that's okay.
If he takes his own life, he can alleviate her distress.
All over the sky over the sea.
Before that, he had never thought that one day, he would deceive the way of heaven and cross the ocean like this.
Just for selfish thoughts.
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He spent 90,000 years waiting for her to become an adult.
It took another ten thousand years to wait for her return.
One hundred thousand years have been long, vicissitudes of life.
Greed, hatred, hatred and love are all sins.
As a person, he has committed unforgivable crimes one by one.
The past is thrown away, just waiting for an unknown, a possibility in the future.
He bet on life and death and waited for a completion.
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