
About This Novel
In that breathtaking afternoon, Qu Lan met a living god! The immortal with purple clothes and long hair is holding a sickle-shaped flying knife, suspended in mid-air. Golden butterflies surround the body, transparent and translucent, drawing out the light of golden powder under the reflection of the setting sun. The butterfly drew blood from the sword, but the fairy in the painting said: "Be my apprentice, help me with things, and see a different world with me."
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