This is a dream. In the dream, there are endless roads, people whose faces cannot be seen clearly, dilapidated wooden bridges, blood-yellow rivers, and a rickety mother-in-law.
Xiaojiu smiled and said, "I want what's in your pocket."
Qian Yexun gritted his teeth and looked at this man who was more beautiful than a woman. If he gave it to him, he wouldn't bother him! But why did he still follow him and roared: "What can I do if the power is out! Do you have power in this broken era?"
Xiaojiu smiled and wanted to follow him!
There was a beautiful woman in this world, the fairy from Yaochi fell into the mortal world by mistake. She said her name was Xuan Yue, Xiaojiu's sister.
She smiled slightly and said, "Your Highness, long time no see."
He stared blankly, looking at her as if he was looking for another face.
As soon as the baby cries, hundreds of flowers bloom. She said her name was Tian Yisha, and on the day she was born, all flowers bloomed in Tian Yi Kingdom.
She smiled more charmingly than a flower: "There is a kind of person who, when you meet him for the first time, it feels like you have known him for a long time."