When the gods came, Liang Yi thought that he was favored and favored, so he boldly made a wish to ask the gods for mercy, but he did not expect that the gods agreed to all his unreasonable requests.
"... Do you love me? Lord God."
She touched his head, as if she didn't see the undercurrent in his eyes.
"You were born in the world of Dao and grew up in this mountain and river, so the gods also have tolerance and love for this world."
Intention: all preferred looks.