Ye Xuan was abandoned by his tribe and became a tool to seek peace with the fairy world. Fu Zhi saved him on the trial stage. Although he was used, he still saw compassion in Fu Zhi's eyes.
That was the first time he felt kindness.
Dressed in white, like the vast bright moon, the curve of her dress rising when she looks up is still clearly visible after thousands of years.
When the silt hidden in darkness covets the bright moon, it is willing to sacrifice its body and soul, just hoping that the bright moon will hang high and never fall.
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Fu Zhi's reputation in the fairy world is not very good. She relies on her own strength to do things arrogantly, but she feels worthy of everything she does.
She only felt guilty towards her little apprentice.
Intention: If you can't change your destiny, then change yourself