She smiled into her arms and said: "Wish you a long song, drink to the east wind and wish you a long song, yes, it is this Huang."
He said as modestly as jade: "Qianmo, the king of heaven and earth, Qianmo, well, it is down here."
The man said wildly and arrogantly: "Nine-folded flowers cannot be swept away. I am here."
A cute and stupid noble phoenix with liver and intestines, a sickly crane full of black water, and an ancient demon king who has been sleeping for thousands of years. These three do not flock together, nor are they divided into groups. They cannot be hit with eight poles, but God has played such a joke on them...
Intention: Xianxia