The Road Is as Quiet as Pear Trees

There is a beauty named Duanli in the Holy Land of Shaking Light. A smile can last forever. No, you are talking about me. It was snowing heavily that day. I thought it was a good day and went out without turning the almanac. However, I was shocked to hear that the Nine Layers Demon Palace was massacring the Tianquan Holy Land in Shangqiu Immortal Mountain. "Xiao Ji, who are you?" Xiao Ji sneered and looked at me as if I were a fool: "Duanli, you are always like this. You have already guessed it, but you have to have someone else say it to you before you believe it..." How much I want to tell him, this time, even if you say it yourself, I don't want to believe it.