What should you do when the person you love is not a human being, but a grass with a soul, a grass that is used as medicine? I spent three thousand years feeding him with blood to form him. During these three thousand years, I searched for a way to keep him alive and well. I'm still alive, but God doesn't agree with people's wishes. What should come finally comes. Li Rong is gone. All I have left is a pile of medicine dregs. I spent another three thousand years trying to get Li Rong back. He is alive. I know he is still there, and my Li Rong is still alive.
Happy birthday to the Holy King of the God Realm.
I care about you, I can't bear to leave you.
Soul attractor from the underworld, it's very cold here, I'm with you, don't be afraid.
Intention: Loving him with joy, waiting for him with sorrow.
