The water mist on the rainy lakeside is cold and lonely, passing me by season after season.
I would like to take a leisurely look at all the things in this world.
He is originally a snake demon wandering in the world, constantly struggling between the desires of his race, unable to control himself, and unable to extricate himself...
And when I transformed my spiritual energy, formed a golden elixir, saw through the demonic barrier, and after the catastrophe of transformation, when I met you in the pavilion by the lake, it suddenly dawned on me...
It is the last word that your fist must be strong enough first.
If anyone disobeys, we'll beat him and keep him safe so he knows why the flowers are so red!