Long, long, long ago,
immortals lived on the ground, lotus flowers grew on mountaintops,
monsters were lively and adorable, and spirits were pure and flawless.
But long, long, long afterward,
why did everything change, change, change, change, change, change, change, change, change, change, change...
A gentle, understated story about immortals. The content is absolutely unexpected.
This story is still being carefully thought over... Don't rush, don't rush...
After all, after all, after all...
(What a pointless blurb. Those passing by, feel free to ignore it and go straight to the story.)
La la la, the story is complete. Click here: Beauty Fills the Hall
Hey, bad joy, why did you stop this article? You have your own style in writing and narration. You are actually quite mature. But maturity has something to do with age. _ Yes, I'm just trying to be rough. Compared to those born in the 90s, you and I are both aunties, haha~~ Now that you have a good foundation, I hope you can write each story well~
Okay, I'm here to praise you again. Why is it that such a rough copywriting attracts me more than other people's long, bright and sad copywriting?
I like this chapter very much, the language is very humorous and the plot is interesting
The language is outstanding as always, and the plot is quite interesting, but it's a bit labelled, and the characters are not very eye-catching.
The language is very good, come on