Under the pear tree in Sanqing Hall, Mo Xiaoyue pulled the corner of Yuqing's clothes and asked:
"I'm a demon and you're an immortal, can't we be together?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"There is no reason, this is the right way to do it."
"Then let's take the wrong path!"
Big pit, enter with caution.
Chasing Wife Crematorium.
Intention: It's not that you can't love but that you don't love