The waves are shining and the shadows of the trees are dancing. A man stands on the bank of the river. His clothes are as white as snow, his skin is like gelatin, and his black hair hangs to the ground. With one glance, people can't take their eyes away. He patted his shoulder lightly and turned around. The woman in bright red clothes smiled and said with a smile: "Great Immortal, are you mentally ill?" The breeze was gentle and the water was calm. Like a gentle stroke of sand, the man was stunned for a moment, and then he opened his lips and smiled with unparalleled youthfulness: "How are you doing?" "..."
The gears of fate were turning slowly, and the flower demon was swearing. Wasn't he scolding the wrong person? This person actually existed in all the tribulations? I don't have any grudges against you... But now that you've come, let's make peace with it. You've got a beautiful man, so why not do it?
A borderline love that spans the three realms. If you don't let go, I won't leave. Who sings whose floating dust song? In this life, live up to it.