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The little secret guard transformed into an immortal and became a goddess in the nine heavens? It doesn't matter, it's enough to have a domineering heart of cultivating immortals, just like that Yue Lao'er said that he is frustrated in the casino but proud in love: Nowadays, the fake goddess's spellcasters are not as disorganized as the little palace lady beside the lotus pond, but she has harvested the peach blossoms that the goddess has never bloomed for ten thousand years. He patted the red sandalwood edge with half-raised eyebrows: Yanyan, your master has handed you over to me a long time ago, how shy are you? Duan Yan: Are bodyguards still popular in this world? He looked over with burning eyes: Even though I have tried everything in the world, I can't figure out what's in your mind. Yanyan, tell me straight, do you ever have half of me in your heart? Duan Yan: I can really consider splitting you in half. He touched his temple hair: Master asked me to cultivate the world because he wanted me to cultivate an ordinary heart like a mortal. But I also secretly hoped that by practicing the world, I could cultivate a relationship of love between you and me like a mortal. Duan Yan: I will tell the master to clean up the house. He smiled lightly: In this life, I originally wanted to cook tea in a bamboo house under the quiet moonlight, but now I only hope that in this dream, there will be you in the bamboo house with red sleeves to add fragrance. Duan Yan: Add incense? No, but I'm pretty good at creating traffic jams. The confusing and hilarious road to immortality, three thousand years is like the separation of Sama flowers, fate changes and disillusionment, Who in this world of mortals is willing to sacrifice body and mind for whom? Who is willing to die calmly for whom? The story of leaving behind Jiutian Yeyuan has already written down the fate of fate when they first met. Once the word "love" entered my dream, I could only sigh and say, "Love lasts forever."