There are all kinds of wonders in the world, but it can be said that one thing descends from another.
The demon king who claims to be not afraid of heaven or earth. Until one day he picked up a crow in his garden. When he saw the crow lying dying in the grass, the devil became anxious.
Crow: Tang Yan, I will come... Now.
The Demon Lord quickly stepped forward... And kicked the crow, "Who are you? Why are you lying in my garden?" The Demon Lord stepped forward and hugged the non-existent flower in front of him, "Are you okay, my dear little flower?"
Crow: ... You're done, Demon Lord.
Concept: The power of love
