Phoenix Perches in the Paulownia Tree

Damn it, my tears are not tears. The little dryad has been waiting for him for five hundred years. How could he forget everything? Ooooooooo, forget it. But how could he kill the little dryad? Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

But big I still want a good ending Please!!!

Feng Qiwu is not Wu after all Five hundred years later, he finally became a demon

I feel like the writing is great, but I can't tell the difference between offense and emotion (even if they haven't slept with each other, they haven't even kissed! Damn it!)

55555,, I'll forget it if you torture me to death.