The first time I saw her, she happened to be floating on the Baguio Pond to perform a dance for Immortal Hanling. Her fiery red hair slanted in the water, enchanting the clouds on the horizon. Either spinning or standing upright, her white clothes fluttered and took off, blurring her face. He looked at her from a distance and thought that she was really like a lotus, so elegant, yet neither humble nor arrogant...
The second time I saw her, she covered her face with a veil and was still dressed in white. She was surrounded by the immortal envoys and asked to kneel three times and kowtow nine times to him, the god. He kindly came to the rescue, but she looked at him gently, without saying a word, and stepped forward to meet him, and walked away...
He caught a glimpse of the flaming lotus between her eyebrows and was stunned.
She is really a lotus, a lotus as red as fire.
The little immortals under him all said the above, saying that she ignored the rules of the gods and was arrogant, so she should be severely punished.
He shook his head and laughed.
He thought that she was just a little fairy with quite a personality and a deviant personality, as bright and lovely as her fiery red hair.
The third time I saw her, she had been stripped of her immortal status and was standing on the stage of reincarnation, waiting for his execution...
His heart suddenly hurt.
Could it be the cause and effect planted by the great calamity experienced in the mortal world fifty thousand years ago.
That memory disappeared inexplicably after he returned to his position.
Did all this come from this?
From then on, he turned his attention to her.