Datura is a cursed flower that grows in the desert. It is beautiful, enchanting, and highly poisonous. It is also called the love flower.
The flower of sin was sinned against by heaven, and could not ascend to immortality for the rest of its life. It bloomed alone in the depths of the desert. It was extremely beautiful, but no one appreciated it.
An encounter makes the Mandala flower demon first exposed to the breath of fireworks, a bad fate brings ten lifetimes of care, thousands of years of time rotate for nine days, countless entanglements of love and hate in the world of mortals, are they destined? Or is it a disaster?
The world is a big dream, and there are cool autumns in life. When I wake up from the dream, where is my hometown?