Wang Yue Han

In the vast world of mortals, there is a scroll of red thread in Yuelao's hand, which is related to marriage in the world, but marriage is fate, and evil fate is also fate... What is love?Is it the five hundred passing times in the previous life in exchange for the ten thousand years of looking back once in this life?Regardless of human beings, gods and monsters, once they fall in love with each other, they will devote themselves wholeheartedly to life and death, how about being men?What about transvestites?It's just falling in love with you in the world of mortals, so... what's wrong with it?I was born as a demon, a bamboo spirit that I practiced day and night by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. I have never killed anyone, and it has been five hundred years, but the world is ignorant, and they all know that I am a demon, living in the world to harm people, but I don’t know who I am What's wrong with me, I have to bear this unwarranted crime... One day, I met a young man in Furong City for a drink. I made a contract with him for three years, and after three years, if Yi still wants to get rid of me, I am willing to kill him without complaint!It's just that neither of us has ever thought that this bet has cost us all... Jiang Zihan: Although I was born as a demon, I never harmed innocent people. I just love you. What's wrong? ?Yan Ziyao: Humans and monsters have different paths, I am just a passer-by in the world of mortals, persistent... why bother... ,