Two days ago, news came from the desert border that the leader of the Moon Worship Sect passed away suddenly. The leader of the Moon Worship Sect changed overnight, and everyone in the sect was panicked. Jingle bells, bells, bells, a camel caravan came not far away. Two camels in the lead got off two dusty merchants, a woman in coarse rags, followed by a man in black clothes with dark gold patterns. He wore a mahogany mask painted with gold, only revealing a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes. The teahouse owner could not tell who they were. The leading woman only wanted a cup of coarse tea, Qiao said. He held his legs and drank, "Have you heard, the leader of the Moon Worship Cult died for no reason?" "It's really strange." In an instant, the teacup fell to the ground and broke into thousands of pieces. "What's wrong?" The man following him stepped into the teahouse, and the sky was filled with yellow sand. Suddenly, the man's hem blew up, revealing his smooth thighs. ".... Why are you not wearing pants again!" The woman wailed, "Cool down" "..." Time seems to go back to two years ago, that half pack of moon candies, that refreshing mint flavor...