When the little witch was born, 777 crows gathered in the sky above the Demon Cult, and the Demon Lord called her Crow Girl.
The wizard predicted that the crow girl would not live to be sixteen years old. The devil's sect carefully protected the little witch, but she disappeared on the eve of her sixteenth birthday.
This journey is full of ups and downs, this journey is full of misfortunes, this journey is just for peace, but peace is like the stars in the sky, elusive but elusive.
The little witch was involved in the turmoil of right and wrong, love, hatred and hatred in the Central Plains...
He writes freely, his writing style is average, and his imagination is average.
It would be a great pleasure if anyone likes it.
Intention: Destiny is up to me and not to God