How to Bring Peace, Why to Think of Peace

As for Ruochun and Jingming, the waves were calm, and the lake surface showed a leisurely and elegant color, while the bottom of the lake was another scene. Sitting on a stone bench covered with seaweed was a cute and cute girl named Wan Qing. She was a little fish demon who had just become a human. Looking at the little goldfish with a faint breath lying on the stone table, Wan Qing pouted and her face was filled with sadness...