Everyone in the world says that the only orthodox Taoists are Qiyuan and Kunlun'er.
The senior brother of Broken Soul Valley sneered at this.
After finally meeting a Qiyuan disciple, Fang deliberately took two melon seeds and resolutely pulled him into the water.
The unlucky disciple who was dragged into the water blocked his dagger with an expressionless face and said coldly: "You lost again."
Fang Zhuyi didn't care, but said with a smile: "Then I'll come again next time?"
Zhuang Ziyuan glanced at him and sighed silently.
Fang Zhuyi always thought that was the beginning of their relationship, but many years later, he realized that it was the time when they were closest.
She was originally a handful of careless snow, but he wanted to hold the snow to warm it.
The talkative, slippery little assassin × the steely straight girl who is dedicated to the Tao. A short story written casually, there may be no follow-up.
Purpose: Falling in love is not as good as cultivating immortality.