One is an ancient race that is quiet and majestic, with strong desires and a symbiosis between humans and snakes; the other is a young Taoist priest whose family has declined, is carefree and unrestrained, and is half-baked. The two identities are obviously the most hostile in the world, but their fates are tightly intertwined because of family secrets that have been passed down for generations. When Jiang Qiu, who was full of desire and extremely powerful, became Li Zhengyi's patron saint, Li Zhengyi realized that the little mute who was originally lying on the hospital bed and could not speak, had grown to be extremely powerful. Of course, if Jiang Qiu was willing to stop crawling on his bed, he would be very willing to offer him as an ancestor, with three sticks of incense every day...
He is paranoid and crazy about his love, and he has long been a person who grew up in the dark underground. Every day in the dark lair, he crazily missed the person who gave him a glimmer of salvation.
Purpose: Sorry, I am a Li Zhengyi supremacist.
