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High in the clouds, this strange and majestic scene can be viewed for tens of thousands of years, but there will always be times when it becomes tiresome.
Since the war between immortals and demons, there are now only a handful of female gods who are well-received in the eight wastelands, and Shu Yue, as the top one among them, relies on her good background to run rampant in the immortal world.
God sees the world and has compassion on all living beings.
Having succumbed to countless people, demons, and immortals, Sparse Moon's mind had become calm only when he saw the peach tree that had been transplanted from Tianhou's Peach Orchard but had not shown any obvious signs of growth for a hundred years. Just because the Immortal under the Moon, who is in charge of marriages in the world, once said that the marriage to the God of the Moon would have to wait for the peach tree to bloom before it can reap good results.
Come on, come on, if you don't bloom, I will make a peach blossom myself.
Claiming his divine power and memory, he sent a wisp of his soul to the Netherworld Division, married Meng Po for a bowl of soup, lived through reincarnation, and was reincarnated as a human being.
Probably because his obsession with finding a "destined one" was too deep, Shuyue's painting style changed suddenly after reincarnation, and he became a playboy who flirted with beauties when he saw them. However, he had a lot of evil intentions but not enough courage.
"This young man is truly a talented man with an extraordinary talent. I wonder what his surname is? What is your name this year? Where do you live? Are you married?" As soon as she said the classic line and her eyes hit those deep eyes, she knew that she had got into trouble with a big shot this time. However, generally speaking, big shot = big trouble.
Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend.
Whoever imagined that he would go to heaven and earth, this time, he couldn't even hide.