Immortal Branches and Jade Leaves

Mo Ran was originally the grass plant that was the most useless in cultivating among the ancient species. He finally managed to cultivate his spiritual consciousness but was left crippled by sixty-four days of heavy rain. Forget it, if my career fails, I will turn to love. In the heavenly realm, the white and divine king holds a beautiful woman as beautiful as jade, with an outstanding celestial appearance. It's a pity that Xiaocao has been chasing after me for 70,000 years with short legs, but I didn't catch up. It would be fine if I was still a waste. But I am the daughter of Pangu, a clover born with the power of luck. In terms of seniority, this god will call me aunt. Such unlucky luck, my middle finger points to the sky, you can play with me, God. The way of heaven is revealed through eyes, and the calamity of love is revealed. If we succeed, we will live a small life with a clear mind and few desires, but we will not give in to the pile of peach blossoms behind us. I counted with my fingers and found that I was already over 80,000 years old and was about to join the list of older leftover women. Come and come and line up in line. I looked at the handsome and infatuated prince of the demon world. It was good. I should stay and be the son-in-law of the great god Pangu...