[GB, Sha Diao Xiang, possibly HE]
Chunxiu was just a girl who came to school, but she ended up becoming a ferryman in the underworld.
Now she and the wild wolf demon in the wilderness looked at each other in confusion: "Don't you care about this place?" "Don't I care about this place?"
A certain self-taught mage realized: "The person in charge of your affairs has run away, right?"
"Pop" a purple ticket was pasted on his face, "Summoning in this world! Hey... R card."
On the Spring Equinox, I wish to bring up a thousand-year-old fairy. He came on the moon, his long silver hair brushing through the long reed marshes, and a spring snow fell.
Chunxiu: "Old thing."
Demon: "Little brat."
Chunxiu: "You have dandruff."
Demon: "You have no hair."
Chunxiu: "?"
Chunxiu: "You%￥&*?,#@..."
Huang Yue, a good student who has been practicing for thousands of years despite being a demon;
Chunxiu, a bad guy who doesn't learn anything but uses his special physique to take advantage of the sword.
The two of them fought to the death in the wasteland without any problem. There was no winner or loser. After the fight, they lay on the ground gasping for breath, as if they had just undergone some kind of activity that could not pass the trial.
Later, the demon who must seek vengeance became a great saint, and the lotus blossoms in the wilderness were soaked with blood on their hands. Destiny is unpredictable. If you look closely, this impermanence is often caused by love.
Intent: Relax and be willing to help others