Lingtian Xiaohuang

In the previous life, you called me Master, but in this life, you are my Master. For an idea of ​​mine, you protected me for hundreds of reincarnations and waited for tens of thousands of years. In midsummer, after the twelve-year-old prince Xu Tianling learned that he could not awaken his mysterious soul to practice, he sat beside the pond in despair and stared blankly at the blooming lotus in the pond. The breeze blew by, and when Xu Tianling looked at the pond again, a young girl in green stood opposite. In an instant, all the lotus flowers in the pond eclipsed her. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.