Xuanhua is a fox that has lived for millions of years and is now a high-ranking deity. He is domineering by nature and has always been arrogant but does not want to come down to earth on a whim. He was actually injured by the trap of the unruly fairy who had experienced in the human world and accidentally lost his spiritual power.
This is truly unheard of and unseen. Only the true love of the fairy can break the predicament and make her heal. Therefore, she has to deign to become the woman's licking dog, washing and cooking for her, massaging her feet, and being completely obedient.
I thought everything was going well, but unexpectedly, first a woman was framed and killed the one she loved most in Xuanhua's heart, and was later used as a bargaining chip to blackmail Xuanhua into surrendering, and was eventually forced to marry someone else.
Tianzun is no longer the Tianzun he used to be. After spending half a lifetime together, he has already understood what is in his heart. In order to protect their sincerity, Xuanhua kills demons, fights against the Emperor of Heaven, holds weddings, and wants to hold his son's hand and grow old together with him.
"Xuanhua, my fist is a little itchy."
"Sit down quickly. I recently found a good remedy that can cure this evil disease."
"Wait a minute, why did you capture the mountain god, the land, and the prince?"
It's a sad day. Meow is going to school. Due to network and time constraints, he can't visit you every day. I would like to inform you that daily visits will be changed to weekly visits. Meow will miss you, mua
Good morning, sad brother. I'll sign up for my daily visit.
"Warring States Policy·Qi San·Death of King Chu"
Those who plan to leak will have no success, and those who fail to plan will not achieve success.
If the plan is revealed in advance, things will not succeed; if the decision is indecisive, fame will be difficult to achieve.
If the plan is le**ed in advance, things will not succeed; If you are indecision-making, fame is difficult to achieve.
It's a sad day and it's early morning, I'll sign up for a daily visit from the cat
"Wen Xin Diao Long·Zhengsheng"
Appreciate the hanging sun and moon, and say goodbye to the rich mountains and seas. A hundred years of shadow, a thousand years of heart.
Their insights are as bright as the sun and the moon, and their words are as rich as the mountains and the sea. Although the ancient saints have become a thing of the past, their spirits remain immortal.
Their opinions are as bright as the sun and the moon, and their words are as rich as mountains and seas. Although the ancient saints are a thing of the past, their spirit is immortal.
Good morning, my dear brother, Happy Chinese Valentine's Day. I invite you to enjoy the lottery:
Magpie Bridge Immortal·Xianyun Nongqiao
Song Dynasty · Qin Guan
Thin clouds make tricks, flying stars spread hatred, and silver men are far away in darkness. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can't help but look at the Magpie Bridge on the way home. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
The thin clouds are changing in the sky, the shooting stars in the sky convey the sadness of lovesickness, and I quietly pass through the distant and endless Milky Way tonight. Meeting on the Chinese Valentine's Day in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples in the world who have been together for a long time but seem to be inseparable.
The lingering tenderness is as continuous as flowing water, the reunion date is as ethereal and illusory as the shadow of a dream, and I can't bear to look at the Magpie Bridge Road when we part. As long as the love lasts until death, there is no need to covet the happiness of each other.
The thin clouds are changeable in the sky. The meteors in the sky convey the sorrow of Acacia. I quietly cross the boundless Milky way tonight. The Tanabata meeting in the autumn wind and White Dew is better than those couples who stay together for a long time.
The affectionate tenderness is as continuous as water, and the reunion date is as ethereal as a dream shadow. I can't bear to see the magpie bridge road when I leave. As long as the two love until death, why covet the joy of loving each other day and night.
Good morning, sad brother. I'll sign up for my daily visit.
"Moonlight Night"
Tang Du Fu
Tonight in Yanzhou, I can only watch it alone in my boudoir.
I pity my children from afar, but I still remember Chang'an.
The fragrant mist and clouds make the servant girl wet, and the clear jade arms are cold.
When do I lean on Xuguo, my tears will dry when I shine with my eyes.
Tonight, you are the only one watching the full moon over Yanzhou, alone in your boudoir.
You pity your young children far away, but I still don't understand why you miss Chang'an?
The mist has wet your temples; the cold moonlight makes your jade arms feel cold.
When can we lean together next to the light-transmitting curtains or curtains and let the moonlight dry away the tears of longing for both of us.
Tonight, you are the only one watching the full moon over Lianzhou alone in your boudoir.
Far away, they pity their young children and don't understand why you miss Chang'an?
Misty mist wet your sideburns; The cold moonlight chills your jade arms.
When can we lean against the transparent curtains or curtains together and let the moonlight dry their missing tears.
It's a sad day and it's a good morning, I invite you to enjoy it together
"Xinyiwu"
Tang Wang Wei
Hibiscus flowers bloom at the end of the wood, with red calyxes in the mountains.
There is no one in the stream. They open and close one after another.
The magnolia flower at the top of the branch blooms with bright red calyxes in the mountains, which are very gorgeous in red and white.
The mouth of the stream was silent and deserted. As time went by, it bloomed one after another and its petals fell.
The magnolia flower at the top of the branch blooms bright red calyx in the mountain, red and white, very gorgeous.
The mouth of the stream was silent and uninhabited. With the passage of time, it was in full bloom and petals fell.
21 Days
Good morning, sad brother. I'll sign up for my daily visit.
"Two Chinese Valentine's Day Songs·One"
De Rong [Qing Dynasty]
The jade dew and the golden wind announce the autumn season, and the needle upstairs only contains sadness.
What's the matter with the double stars tonight's meeting, leaving me with a hook on the moon in front of the court.
It's a sad day and it's a good morning, I invite you to enjoy it together
"The end of the world is pregnant with Li Bai"
Tang Du Fu
The cool breeze is blowing at the end of the day, what do you think?
When will the swan geese arrive? There will be plenty of autumn water in the rivers and lakes.
The article is full of hatred and destiny, and the charm is delightful.
We should share the words of the wronged souls and send poems to Miluo.
A cool breeze is blowing from the sky. How is your mood now?
I wonder when you will receive my letter? I'm just afraid that the rivers and lakes are dangerous and the autumn water is full of storms.
The most taboo in writing poetry is a frank destiny, and the most tabooed thing about a villain is that good people make mistakes.
You share the same fate as Qu Zi, who was wronged. You should cast poems into the Miluo River to express your grievances and injustices.
The cool wind blows from the horizon. How are you feeling now? I wonder when you will receive my letter? I'm afraid the Jianghu is dangerous and the autumn water is stormy. The most taboo in writing poetry is the open destiny, and the crafty and villain most want the good man to m**e mist**es. You share the same fate with the wronged Qu Zi.
It's a sad day and it's early morning, I'll sign up for a daily visit from the cat
"Sun Tzu's Art of War: Military Struggle"
Do not follow when pretending to be in the north, do not attack sharp soldiers, and do not eat bait soldiers.
Do not pursue the enemy if he fails to pretend to retreat; do not attack when the enemy's morale is high; do not swallow the bait the enemy throws to lure you.
When the enemy pretends defeat and retreat, do not pursue; Do not attack the enemy when his morale is high; Do not swallow bait cast by the enemy to lure you.
Good morning, brother, the following is a bit long~
"Thousands of Years·Several Sounds"
Song·Zhang Xian
After several oohs and aahs, Fang Fei rested again. Xichun even broke off the remaining red. The rain is light, the wind is stormy, and the plums are green. Yongfeng willow, no one is there, the sun is flying and the snow is flying. (Fei Hua Xue's first work: Hua Fei Xue)
Don't pluck the Yao string, complaining about the Ji string. As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. The night has passed, and the moon is still shining brightly at the east window. (Ning Can Yue, one work: The lonely lamp goes out)
The sound of cuckoos comes again to tell people that the spring scene is about to pass. People who cherish spring even want to break off the remaining flowers to retain a little bit of spring. Unexpectedly, when Mei Zi was young, she was attacked by a ruthless storm. Look at the willow trees in the garden. They are flying in the wind like snow all day long in the deserted garden.
Never pluck the thin strings of the pipa, which can express the ultimate resentment. Heaven never gets old, and love never ends. A passionate heart is like a pair of silk nets with thousands of knots in the middle. The middle of the night has passed, the east is not yet white, and there is still a waning moon.
The sound of cuckoos came to report to people that the spring time was about to pass. People who cherish spring want to fold the remnant flowers and retain a little spring. Unexpectedly, Mei Ziqing was suddenly attacked by a ruthless storm. Look at the willows in the court. They fly with the wind all day in the deserted garden, like snow. Never move the thin string of the pipa. Never bre**. An amorous heart is like a pair of silk screens with thousands of knots in the middle. The middle night has passed, the East is not white, and there is still a waning moon.
It's a sad day. Meow is going to school. Due to network and time constraints, he can't visit you every day. I would like to inform you that daily visits will be changed to weekly visits. Meow will miss you, mua
Good morning, sad brother. I'll sign up for my daily visit. "Warring States Policy·Qi San·Death of King Chu" Those who plan to leak will have no success, and those who fail to plan will not achieve success. If the plan is revealed in advance, things will not succeed; if the decision is indecisive, fame will be difficult to achieve. If the plan is le**ed in advance, things will not succeed; If you are indecision-making, fame is difficult to achieve.
It's a sad day and it's early morning, I'll sign up for a daily visit from the cat "Wen Xin Diao Long·Zhengsheng" Appreciate the hanging sun and moon, and say goodbye to the rich mountains and seas. A hundred years of shadow, a thousand years of heart. Their insights are as bright as the sun and the moon, and their words are as rich as the mountains and the sea. Although the ancient saints have become a thing of the past, their spirits remain immortal. Their opinions are as bright as the sun and the moon, and their words are as rich as mountains and seas. Although the ancient saints are a thing of the past, their spirit is immortal.
Good morning, my dear brother, Happy Chinese Valentine's Day. I invite you to enjoy the lottery: Magpie Bridge Immortal·Xianyun Nongqiao Song Dynasty · Qin Guan Thin clouds make tricks, flying stars spread hatred, and silver men are far away in darkness. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world. Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can't help but look at the Magpie Bridge on the way home. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? The thin clouds are changing in the sky, the shooting stars in the sky convey the sadness of lovesickness, and I quietly pass through the distant and endless Milky Way tonight. Meeting on the Chinese Valentine's Day in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples in the world who have been together for a long time but seem to be inseparable. The lingering tenderness is as continuous as flowing water, the reunion date is as ethereal and illusory as the shadow of a dream, and I can't bear to look at the Magpie Bridge Road when we part. As long as the love lasts until death, there is no need to covet the happiness of each other. The thin clouds are changeable in the sky. The meteors in the sky convey the sorrow of Acacia. I quietly cross the boundless Milky way tonight. The Tanabata meeting in the autumn wind and White Dew is better than those couples who stay together for a long time. The affectionate tenderness is as continuous as water, and the reunion date is as ethereal as a dream shadow. I can't bear to see the magpie bridge road when I leave. As long as the two love until death, why covet the joy of loving each other day and night.
Good morning, sad brother. I'll sign up for my daily visit. "Moonlight Night" Tang Du Fu Tonight in Yanzhou, I can only watch it alone in my boudoir. I pity my children from afar, but I still remember Chang'an. The fragrant mist and clouds make the servant girl wet, and the clear jade arms are cold. When do I lean on Xuguo, my tears will dry when I shine with my eyes. Tonight, you are the only one watching the full moon over Yanzhou, alone in your boudoir. You pity your young children far away, but I still don't understand why you miss Chang'an? The mist has wet your temples; the cold moonlight makes your jade arms feel cold. When can we lean together next to the light-transmitting curtains or curtains and let the moonlight dry away the tears of longing for both of us. Tonight, you are the only one watching the full moon over Lianzhou alone in your boudoir. Far away, they pity their young children and don't understand why you miss Chang'an? Misty mist wet your sideburns; The cold moonlight chills your jade arms. When can we lean against the transparent curtains or curtains together and let the moonlight dry their missing tears.
It's a sad day and it's a good morning, I invite you to enjoy it together "Xinyiwu" Tang Wang Wei Hibiscus flowers bloom at the end of the wood, with red calyxes in the mountains. There is no one in the stream. They open and close one after another. The magnolia flower at the top of the branch blooms with bright red calyxes in the mountains, which are very gorgeous in red and white. The mouth of the stream was silent and deserted. As time went by, it bloomed one after another and its petals fell. The magnolia flower at the top of the branch blooms bright red calyx in the mountain, red and white, very gorgeous. The mouth of the stream was silent and uninhabited. With the passage of time, it was in full bloom and petals fell.
21 Days Good morning, sad brother. I'll sign up for my daily visit. "Two Chinese Valentine's Day Songs·One" De Rong [Qing Dynasty] The jade dew and the golden wind announce the autumn season, and the needle upstairs only contains sadness. What's the matter with the double stars tonight's meeting, leaving me with a hook on the moon in front of the court.
It's a sad day and it's a good morning, I invite you to enjoy it together "The end of the world is pregnant with Li Bai" Tang Du Fu The cool breeze is blowing at the end of the day, what do you think? When will the swan geese arrive? There will be plenty of autumn water in the rivers and lakes. The article is full of hatred and destiny, and the charm is delightful. We should share the words of the wronged souls and send poems to Miluo. A cool breeze is blowing from the sky. How is your mood now? I wonder when you will receive my letter? I'm just afraid that the rivers and lakes are dangerous and the autumn water is full of storms. The most taboo in writing poetry is a frank destiny, and the most tabooed thing about a villain is that good people make mistakes. You share the same fate as Qu Zi, who was wronged. You should cast poems into the Miluo River to express your grievances and injustices. The cool wind blows from the horizon. How are you feeling now? I wonder when you will receive my letter? I'm afraid the Jianghu is dangerous and the autumn water is stormy. The most taboo in writing poetry is the open destiny, and the crafty and villain most want the good man to m**e mist**es. You share the same fate with the wronged Qu Zi.
It's a sad day and it's early morning, I'll sign up for a daily visit from the cat "Sun Tzu's Art of War: Military Struggle" Do not follow when pretending to be in the north, do not attack sharp soldiers, and do not eat bait soldiers. Do not pursue the enemy if he fails to pretend to retreat; do not attack when the enemy's morale is high; do not swallow the bait the enemy throws to lure you. When the enemy pretends defeat and retreat, do not pursue; Do not attack the enemy when his morale is high; Do not swallow bait cast by the enemy to lure you.
Good morning, brother, the following is a bit long~ "Thousands of Years·Several Sounds" Song·Zhang Xian After several oohs and aahs, Fang Fei rested again. Xichun even broke off the remaining red. The rain is light, the wind is stormy, and the plums are green. Yongfeng willow, no one is there, the sun is flying and the snow is flying. (Fei Hua Xue's first work: Hua Fei Xue) Don't pluck the Yao string, complaining about the Ji string. As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. The night has passed, and the moon is still shining brightly at the east window. (Ning Can Yue, one work: The lonely lamp goes out) The sound of cuckoos comes again to tell people that the spring scene is about to pass. People who cherish spring even want to break off the remaining flowers to retain a little bit of spring. Unexpectedly, when Mei Zi was young, she was attacked by a ruthless storm. Look at the willow trees in the garden. They are flying in the wind like snow all day long in the deserted garden. Never pluck the thin strings of the pipa, which can express the ultimate resentment. Heaven never gets old, and love never ends. A passionate heart is like a pair of silk nets with thousands of knots in the middle. The middle of the night has passed, the east is not yet white, and there is still a waning moon. The sound of cuckoos came to report to people that the spring time was about to pass. People who cherish spring want to fold the remnant flowers and retain a little spring. Unexpectedly, Mei Ziqing was suddenly attacked by a ruthless storm. Look at the willows in the court. They fly with the wind all day in the deserted garden, like snow. Never move the thin string of the pipa. Never bre**. An amorous heart is like a pair of silk screens with thousands of knots in the middle. The middle night has passed, the East is not white, and there is still a waning moon.