no return from a different path

Past life: The majestic sacred mountain stands in the depths of the mist-shrouded mountain stream. In the humid air, with his blood mountain mud, there is a thick and humid earthy smell. However, Xiao Yan, who was weak just now, was full of white frost on his temples, his blue silk covered with snow, his eyes were bloodshot, and fine lines crawled out of the corners of his eyes. go. The blood on his forehead was already blurred, and lightning flashed and thundered past. His face was soaked and pale, but his forehead was stained with blood. He could no longer see the peerless elegance of the past, but looked like an evil ghost crawling out of the abyss. He wept blood every word, and murmured in pain, “Bao’er, Bao’er…” When he reached the misty cloud, he took himself as a sacrifice and sacrificed to this sacred mountain. This world: He was born with honor and honor, good at calculation, decisive in killing, more sinister, cruel, cruel, but only has Xiao Baoer’s fatal weakness. He loves her, from the ancient times to the prehistoric times, from the blue silk to the white hair. He became mad for her, fell into a demon for her… But he is only a mortal after all, he can’t fight for his life, let alone the sky. The sins destined in past lives will not change no matter how many times they are repeated in this life.