Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but nothing except Wushan was like clouds.
After picking up a bunch of flowers, I looked back lazily, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
In fact, it is a story about one person (immortal) and one ghost (immortal) chatting and falling in love. Regarding the six realms, he can barely be called a fairy.
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