I, Li Yan, have retired from the world for many years.
All my love, hatred and grudges have disappeared like smoke. Now I have only one hobby, which is planting flowers.
One day, my flowers were stolen.
I love flowers as much as children, so naturally I went down the mountain to look for my beloved son.
As a result, not only was my son not found, but I was also involved in all kinds of rumors. Some people claimed that my flowers were contaminated with poison, and whoever touched them would die. Some people witnessed me snatching the Shufang Sutra, and some people wanted to kill me on behalf of Tianxingdao, on the grounds of avenging the whole family of Xiangxue Hall.
What kind of broken sect, I never paid any attention to when I was in the world.
In such a vast world, there is only one monk with a handsome face who believes in me.
As you all know, I hate bald donkeys the most in my life.
But this bald donkey looks familiar to me every time I look at him.
Later, my friend didn't understand why I, the dignified Guishenye, avoided a bald donkey like a snake and a scorpion.
Friend: "Ever hate it?"
Me (covering my face): "Slept before."
"Eating Guide"
Mendel·Retired early·Legendary King Vest Shou vs. Buddhist Junior Master·All four elements are empty and the six roots are impure·The year of forbearance is under attack
"Fenggui Ruins" Rivers and Lakes Series
Intention: All I want is fireworks in the world and peaches and plums in front of the house.
