In the twelfth year of the master's death, the ghost tide covered half of the fairy mountain.
Some people scolded her for being crazy and wanted to activate the Moon Curse, some people knelt down and shouted that Emperor Xuan would live with her, and some people pointed at her nose and screamed: You are not worthy of entering Master's Baiwu Ridge. She kicked away the cold corpse at her feet, her voice not rising at all: "He's gone?" The long candle in the mourning hall swayed...
She actually brought back a high school student from another world who couldn't even wield a sword and said he was the savior?
Intention: Crazy but not crazy, smiling at the pain, crazy but calm at the same time