The Immortal Master was so heartbroken that he personally sent the little grass demon to the torture rack. Later, he knelt down and begged him to grow out of his palm.
The demon king is extremely speechless. You chase me all over the world and chop me down, but you still have to save your wife! !
On the day when the ice nail penetrated his veins, the grass demon took advantage of the severe pain to break through the restraint and screamed: "Master, look at me, I know the sea!"
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The newly born spiritual cores of plants and trees are filled with the morning dew and spring breeze you gave me.
A short story written for fun.
Intention: Nurture, Redemption
