Today is the night of the full moon, and the entire small valley is shrouded in silver light. There is a Hope River in the valley. Both sides of the river bank are lined with thousand-year-old trees, and their branches are intertwined with each other. Maybe it was because of the late night. Although the wind was not biting, it could still dissipate the warmth. A gust of wind blew through the leaves, the water surface sparkled and the leaves rustled.
"Haha, haha, haha, don't make trouble, the little one is being dishonest again." A crisp female voice echoed in the valley accompanied by the sound of peach pulp cutting across the water. A woman in white clothes can be vaguely seen, and her face cannot be seen clearly. She can only see her with long hair, teasing a white living creature, and her laughter is clear and melodious...<
But, suddenly, she disappeared.
When I was at the end of your life and looking at you at the beginning of your life, I never thought about myself.