After the war, Tan Qiyang was lying on the boat, the blue sky was as clear as knowing his heart. He glanced at the sails on the mast and murmured in a low voice: "The wind is picking up."
The boat carried the two people forward slowly. Zhizhi sat cross-legged on the cabin, clasping his hands together and chanting scriptures in his mouth.
Tan Qiyang raised his hands to cover his eyes, listening to the chanting sound in his ears as low as a mosquito, and his heart that had been turbulent since entering the secret realm became calm.
As the ship moved further and further away, the sail on the mast remained standing unwaveringly.
Tan Qiyang closed his eyes, and the wind in his heart ruffled a pool of spring water.
He1v1 seems to be heartless but is affectionate. Deeply rooted in love, Demon Lord Shou
Intention: Good and evil are just a matter of thought