Two hundred years after the impending confrontation between immortals and demons, Yan Yu dug for an unknown number of days before digging himself out of the thick soil in the mountains. He stumbled all the way down the mountain, feeling that the scorching sun was really hurtful.
If she could, she still wanted to go back to the naughty princess on the pear branch on the palace wall hundreds of years ago. She was mediocre and did nothing, and she didn't care about the machinations and the injustices of immortals and demons.
It's okay not to have any kind of fairy fate.
Purpose: Thousands of years later, the history of Jinlu is exposed, and I can hardly regret it