She existed before the world was formed. It was deserted, except for her. Through constant practice and evolution, she became perfect. Gradually, the world took shape, and she became the most unique and weird. Not a god, not a demon. She is Qianmo!
She. Lonely for tens of thousands of years.
She. The most flawless thing in the world.
She. Always smiling lightly.
She. There is a cold heart under the smiling face.
Even though betrayal surrounded her, she still smiled, so beautifully.
Her loneliness, helplessness, and sadness are like an endless sad farewell song.
Only. Can their appearance warm her lonely heart. . . .
PS: This is Su Wen. Don't like to enter by mistake. Accept implicit criticism. I will make corrections and work hard!