Thousands of years ago, she descended at the end of the ancient times, looking at the flowers by the water, and she was the most beautiful woman in the divine world.
Thousands of years later, she destroyed her godhood and fell into the demon world. She dominated the demon world and was arrogant and crazy.
For thousands of years, he was the only one dressed in white, not trapped in the world of mortals, sitting and watching the wind blowing, smiling at the people.
The wind and clouds were mute, the heavens reincarnated, the ups and downs, whether it was the moment Wangchuan looked back, or the gentle glance of Qianmei Bones, there was only that elegant man in white in her heart. He was not only the god of all living beings, but also her eternal faith.
In the dream, he went to see her and got married; when he woke up, she got married in front of him.
There is always a moment in the world that disturbs the world, and there is always a moment that touches the heart; there is always a glance that makes you fall into a demon.