That day, the flowers were as red as blood, and were enchanting to the bone.
The flower is like Buddha. Bianru's name and affection are so poisonous that Buddha will never forget them.
He stood under the flower tree, extremely beautiful, and smiled sadly: "Without you, these six realms would be just dust to me."
Your tenderness, my sadness, the white hair of my youth, I promise you eternal youth under the ancient lotus
Cute people, please collect it, please collect it! !