Warm spring. Bloom.
Tonghua wakes up in the valley.
For five hundred years, she was just an insignificant flower demon in the mortal world.
For five hundred years, the flower demon Tonghua has guarded this Cleansing Valley.
When the compass settled on her point, fate took her away from the valley.
The dawn moon and stars are sparse, and what cannot be illuminated is soft and red.
From now on, love is true? But what, do you mean to be false?
A peach blossom that has lived for five hundred years and two foxes.
There is a peach blossom chaos.
P. S.
The advantage of being a little transparent is that people in Xiuwendumo can find out = =|||
This article is overturned and rewritten. As for when to write the article, it will be concluded in midsummer. SO, come on!