Ye Luoli: Falling into the Galaxy

[Shadow sculpture + humor + hilarious laughter + cool writing + funny jokes] Ling Xiyue, the ancient goddess, a member of the Ten Dharma Signs of Mutian Pavilion, the eleventh level, in charge of the twelve constellations, the master of the stars. She fell into a deep sleep the year of the Battle of Makutenkaku, so she was not sealed. The vicissitudes of life were enough to change many things. When she opened her eyes, she woke up. I thought she was a cold and aloof goddess, but I didn't expect that she was a little expert at teasing and making fun of her. What does it have to do with me to destroy Ye Luoli's Wonderland? What does it have to do with me that the King wants to lift the seal? Uh... There's just something wrong with the plot. Feng Yinsha, a sickly, blind, white-haired young man, held her slender wrist fiercely: "Ling Xiyue, don't leave, okay? I'll be your dog." The sinister and world-weary domineering king grabbed her delicate waist: "Ling Xiyue, you were raised by me, and you can only belong to me in this life." The tender and cold, ascetic Prince Shui cried and his eyes turned red: "I don't want Wang Mo anymore, I only want you." The charming and charming fishing fox Su Buxian exposed his fox tail: "Sister, touch it and see, it's not scary." The arrogant, coquettish and rebellious Sun Wukong stroked her moist lips with his thumb: "It's so soft, I want to kiss it." Ling Xiyue was speechless: a bunch of people are loading goods, a bunch of people are cheap goods, keep away from strangers, and whoever is the best, get out of the way, slap the old one, two slaps for the young, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms for those who are neither young nor old.