Fairy, Please Stay

As a woman who has been transformed from the spirit of heaven and earth on the top of Kunlun Mountain since the beginning of heaven and earth, she is aligned with heaven and earth, shines with the sun and moon, is accompanied by holy beasts, and has magical power at her disposal! But to be followed around by a mere mortal man who calls me "little goblin long" and "little goblin short" every day, is simply a great shame and humiliation. A certain goblin shouted, "I'm talking about you, Luo Qing." A certain man in white clothes was lying on his side on the Stone of Enchantment: "Who told you whether you are an immortal, a human, a ghost, or not? If it weren't for your beauty, even the goblins would praise you." She is Bingruo, the mother of Kunlun, but she is heartless and ruthless. As a perfect emperor who rules the six realms, although he has been living unruly in the world for more than twenty years, he is still a descendant of Fuxi and Nuwa, and he has opened the seal of heaven and become the world-famous emperor of the six realms. But can you always pull my ears and call me Xiao Qingqing? A certain great emperor yelled, "I'm talking about you, Bingruo." A certain goblin was holding a little white tiger that was inseparable without raising his eyes, "Ze Ze, some people dislike us, let's go back to Kunlun." A certain great emperor hurriedly hugged her, "Madam, my Ruoruo is a good lady. I will save some face for your husband in front of all the immortals. How can I love you in private?" Seeing her again, she used to be a little fairy who did not eat fireworks from the world, holding an exquisite whip in her hand, killing gods when she saw her, and killing Buddha when she met Buddha. And the flying white hair hurt his eyes deeply. He sat in a pool of blood until dawn, memories sealed for tens of thousands of generations came flooding back, and he was devastated. The exquisite heart in her chest was shattered in an instant, and she recalled bit by bit, meditating in loneliness for thousands of years, whose obsession was it, and whose calamity was it?