She is a little tree demon at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, leaning on flowers and watching the snow, sleeping by the moon.
The biggest worry is that no one cooks for my sister when she is in seclusion.
By chance, I became an immortal by hugging my thigh. Even though I was just a mediocre little immortal, I was very happy.
The days are as ordinary as water, but the wheel of nine thousand years of calamity will reach the end, and all nine realms will be implicated.
Are there any eggs under the overturned nest?
Even though she was a little fairy with little knowledge, she also experienced what it means to stand on the top of history.