The lotus flower, which was born together with the gods in ancient times, was stripped of the black energy that accompanied it and became a natural saint to rule the heaven.
"She has many followers and admirers without love but caring about the common people, but she fell in love with the lowest one." Ling Hua said self-deprecatingly, "I taught her how to love, and as a bonus, I taught her to taste betrayal."
Eight hundred years ago, on a wedding night where gods and demons had an affair, the true god who had great trust in everything in the world, including himself, was going to be killed. The red candlesticks were full of shadows, and the setting sun was like blood on the cliff at night. The true god of the generation killed his enemies until no one followed him anymore. He felt ashamed and finally committed suicide. The lowly devil climbed onto the throne and stood guard, but the noble Japanese betrayed their mission and pursued their mission. The shackles of heaven and earth were torn loose by them. The ancient evil spirits and ancient gods raised their heads at the same time, trying to take back the world that no longer belonged to them...
Eight hundred years later, in an immortal trial, for the first time, a Nether clan passed the trial as the leader and reached the ninth heaven. The immortals were in an uproar and investigated in every possible way, and found that she was just a low-level spiritual person with low spiritual energy and low emotional intelligence picked up by Meng Po, but Tianjun favored her.
"Why is there always a place of death in the garden of Qian Level Palace?" Bi Luo asked.
She didn't know that a man who had been dying for a thousand years had been watching her emotions.
Purpose: Explore self-growth, extreme emotions, contradictory justice