The lazy colorful cloud on the horizon is called Qingyun.
The delicate Xian'e turned away from her and said sarcastically: "A low-level fairy maid without a master, I don't know where she got her face to stay in the sky of Jade Tower."
She hid in the valley, and the old locust tree spirit slowly shook its branches and leaves: "Colorful clouds are auspicious clouds. Anyone who sees them will be able to encounter bad luck and turn it into good luck."
Drifting across Yunmengze, Guilan roared at her: "Please, can you have some lofty ambitions, such as becoming a god or something?"
She stopped when she was tired, and the master touched her head: "Xiao Caiyun, just be yourself, the truest you."
When I was drowsy, the old monster with a bad face came over to me with arms folded and said something irrelevant: "Eat when you're hungry, sleep when you're sleepy."
Right! Her Yunsheng should be like this - be herself, eat when she's hungry, and sleep when she's sleepy.
Qing Yun: If God doesn't like me, then I will lie down.
However...
Time travel, friendship, life and death intertwined destiny.
——No problem, she accepts the arrangement.
Doubts, deceptions, and prejudices are before our eyes.
——Counting birds counts birds, she pretends not to see them.
Ridicule, betrayal...
Qing Yun: Stop, stop, stop! ! Oh my God, is it really okay to catch a goose like this?
God: Not bad - -
Qing Yun: ... Wait a minute, are you saying that I am a strange flower of the Spiritual Clan? Please bring out the evidence!
God: Does witness count?
Qing Yun: You are not human.
God silently threw out a mountain of human figures, a mountain of demon bodies, a mountain of fairy bones, a mountain...
Qing Yun: Oh, forget it.
[Tips for entering the pit]
1. The heroine's development diary, strong men and strong women, please look forward to it!
2. Female mutualism runs through the entire text, and it does not just favor strong women and beauties.
Mission: Not to be defined, stick to your heart
