Today I Still Want to Become a Fairy

"Your sword is called 'Huhe', then my sword is called 'Nian Jiu'..." "The fireworks you set off are more beautiful than the palace lanterns of the Jiyue Dynasty..." "Your fist is too hard, please touch me more gently..." "In your next life, don't be a monk..." A hundred years later, on the top of Lingxiao Mountain, eight people sat neatly at the place where sweet potatoes were roasted. Xie Wujiu peeled chestnuts for Qinghe, Luo Qingsheng grabbed Shen Xinghe's osmanthus cake, Shi Heng held Aman's flute and giggled, Zhongli kicked Huisu but he held his hand... Fireworks exploded above his head, Qinghe said with a smile: "Look, we are all here." . Lightning Protection: Immortal Cultivation Group Portrait Article, the protagonist group has a fixed CP