Owl Female

Literary version: Ten Thousand Volumes of Immortal Scriptures and Three-foot Qin, Liu An heard that he was a close friend. There is a pot of wine on the head of the stick, and there are thousands of cinnabar and gold in the furnace. I sleep drunkenly at the three-way intersection, and come to the cave to explore my heart. Who knows when we meet each other? I'm afraid I won't be able to find them in the sky. Everything in the world does not depend on the original intention, only on the cause and effect. Deep feelings are hard to stay, full of regrets. Walking in this snow-colored world, I can only practice with my sword all the way. Only then can I cut off all those who disturbed my heart yesterday. Vulgar version: A female BOSS's path to immortality.