That year, the sun was shining brightly, and looking down from the clouds, one could see the magnolia bushes on the mountainside shaking a few times, and a cute little sika deer emerged from them. The sika deer's eyes are so beautiful that a thin layer of water vapor will condense when he looks up at people.
At that time, the wind was light and the clouds were light in Pantian Mountain, and the wind was strong in Xiaoyao Cave. Who could have known that their future grievances and resentments would be endless even in a three-thousand-mile long scroll?
He couldn't bear to break through the demonic barrier in his dream, so he drew the ground as a prison to imprison himself and the young sika deer who was free and energetic back then.
In fact, he had done some calculations at that time, but he couldn't figure out her insanity, nor could he figure out the outcome of the two of them.