A celestial general who was exiled to a distant place due to bad suspicions, and a locust tree demon who practiced hard and could not take shape. The two had been together for five years and never exchanged a word with each other. The little Sophora Demon finally got the chance to cultivate and take shape. Her first thought was to meet that person, but she didn't know that he regretted it and never talked to her once. After that, he would never have the chance again.
"A locust tree is a wood ghost. Planting a locust tree in front of your door will bring misfortune to your family."
"Why do I need to pay so much attention to it? This tree can block the wind and the sun, I am very happy. Just let me live a stable life."
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