I am just a white fox in Yunlai Mountain. After practicing for thousands of years, I finally became the Nine-Tailed One.
It has always been my dream to fly to the nine heavens.
Waiting for the last catastrophe, to become a god, what awaits is a little fairy in green clothes.
"I wonder if you know where the restaurant is?" The little fairy shook the empty wine gourd in his hand and smiled casually. The peach forest burned into his eyes, and the sky was filled with flowers.
"I'm a monster." I said hastily, not daring to look at him. "So what? But immortals can't become monsters." He raised my chin and forced me to look directly at him. "Otherwise, I will turn into a demon. Anyway, the demon is all the way." His gentle smile was immersed in my tears.
He leaned over and whispered in my ear: "Why do immortals and demons live together? Go to hell." There was a coldness in the corners of his outlined mouth. I couldn't feel the cold sharp blade passing through my chest, but I just stared at his deep eyes as before, and saw the woman in white clothes bathed in blood smiling sadly as if she was drunk.
The peach garden is like fire, and the cloud waves are like the sea.
As you pass by, you are already a stranger.