She had just experienced the pain of genocide, and she had incredible power, but she was unable to change it.
She lived alone near the sacred tree. There was only shallow breathing in the exquisite palace. A god saved her. When she woke up slowly, she called the god "mother"
"I'm not your mother"
"Mom, please don't let Lan'er go, okay? Lan'er will be obedient! Don't let Lan'er go." She cried and begged.
"Mother"
"..."
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"Ah Shu, I love you. I fell in love with you when I first saw you. Do you like me?" A woman nervously asked the woman standing in front of her. Staring at her mouth closely, fearing that she would say something she didn't want to say, but...
"I'm not grinding mirrors." She looked at her indifferently, with all things in her eyes, with her but without her.
"Me neither, I just like you"
"So what, that's your business and has nothing to do with me." When she finished saying this, the woman who had finally said this suddenly turned pale, swayed, squatted on the ground and cried bitterly, clutching her chest tightly with her hands. Murmured "I like you..."
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"Mother"
"I'm not"
"Oh~Mother"
"I'm not" said the handsome immortal in white.
"Uuu~uu~Mother"
"I'm not your mother, I'm a man, not your mother," the immortal in white said helplessly to her.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
"I am your mother" the immortal could only agree reluctantly.
"Mother, you are so kind." Then he kissed the immortal's face hard, "Huh?" I saw the immortal's earlobes quietly turning red.