The first time Lin Xie saw the Jianshouqing was when she was taking a nap as a cultivator at the foot of the mountain. The immortals she knew before said that the mushrooms were delicious, and she happened to fall in love with the Jianshouqing.
But... You can't eat it after it's transformed.
"What's your name?" Under the peach blossom tree, Lin Xie frowned and looked at him with a sad face... He couldn't eat him anymore.
"Kan Qingxian."
"It's really troublesome, let me call you Xiaoqing." She looked at his delicious texture and still wanted to eat him, but everyone said that the immortal king was merciful.
It's true that you can't eat it after it's transformed.
She held on to the last bit of bottom line.
The sun was setting on the horizon, and the sky was filled with rays of light. Even though she was in the Immortal Family, she did not see this kind of scenery often.
He thought to himself, and his body moved slightly, as if he was fascinated.
He didn't know what to say.
Her clothes were very thin, plain white and blue intertwined, with some snowflake patterns, but more importantly, those streamers were just scattered so casually. The wind blew gently, and her sleeves were like cicada wings, and they floated into his heart. This was the first time he was learning to be a human being, or he was just a mushroom. He didn't understand this feeling.
So vaguely, out of instinct, he approached her with fascination, and she was half-lying on a branch with messy but beautiful hair.
The bright moon is also three points inferior.
Seeing him hesitating, she couldn't help but take out the ruler.
The young man looked at the ruler and his Adam's apple twitched.
Lin Xie looked at his hot eyes and was a little confused, so he had to say again: "Listen to my teacher."
His tears rolled down her palm with her slap.
"My people, both good and evil, are all dead, but none of you have reached the immortal path directly. Have you ever thought about why?"
"Rebel Lin Xie, take his disciples to resign from the Immortal Sect."
The sound is distant.
When she left that day, she carried the clouds, and the light blue streamers floated with the clouds. The clouds were white but dazzlingly red, and the young man was weak but not in a state of death.
(Lightning protection: The world view is full of fantasy, the male protagonist enters with caution, and you are waiting for unexpected shields)
Purpose: Prediction of potential risks