I am an egg.
I was lucky enough to have all the fairies nearby. I met a kind-hearted young man.
But I couldn't break out of the shell, so when Chen Qingyu left, an egg as hard as a stone jumped in the grass with the horse's hooves for several miles, and then rolled back.
Spring flowers bloomed on the shells of the coming year. Feng Gu almost sat on me, "Dan Jiu? Why aren't you dead yet?"
No.
The fox that was shot out of the clear sky, only after I have practiced for 18,000 years did I know that I am alive
Dan Jiu, who fell in love with Master Duanxiu, had no choice but to return to the human world for Chen Qingyu.