I am Pan Huan, a century-old acacia tree elf who absorbed the aura of heaven and earth.
I helped a little Taoist priest who was troubled by the bottleneck of Qi refining
In the end, he actually wanted to do this to me——
Ungrateful! ! Repay kindness with hatred! ! !
Angry! ! !
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It's hard to control my mood, and I'm confused.
On the Zhuxiantai, it was difficult to control his dementia and he jumped into the air.
What is love? If I were born again, would I still be as in love with you as before?
The misfortune is subtle, and the disaster is away from resentment.
Really wrong payment.
Look at the flowers blooming and falling, where is the lack of spring?
Why sigh more, there is no way to live forever.
Love, believers and doubters.
Concept: What is love?