Qiyin was born in the middle of July. Before entering the mortal world, he never knew that this day would be so interesting. Hundreds of ghosts roam at night, and demons dance happily. Unexpectedly, the ghosts fell into a silence that was even weirder than the ghosts the moment they saw her. Those who lose their eyes lose their eyes, those who lose their combs lose their combs, those who lose their tongues lose their tongues, and those who lose their heads lose their heads. A few seconds later. All the ghosts burst into tears, and their cries shook the heaven and earth. It was really like ghosts crying and wolves howling. "Your Highness! You are finally back ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! We miss you so much!!" Qin: "???" Am I not a little fairy? A man approached from behind, and the voice in his ears was familiar. "Welcome home."
Intention: Gods and demons have nothing to do with good or evil