In the year when Hua Lanyue ascended, Meng's body fell, his consciousness dispersed in the nine heavens, and all the gods were in an uproar. He sat at the end of the deserted sea sadly, trying hard to think about why he wanted to become an immortal three hundred years ago, even if he sharpened his head to fly to the nine heavens.
Remembered.
For a glimpse at the end of flying flowers.
For the Fairy Lord Mengji, oh, she wasn't called Mengji at that time. At that time, her body was mortal, and her name was Shi Ximu.
Intention: I'm thinking about it. If I haven't changed it, I just haven't thought about it well.