Finger flick fairy fire, breath white smoke. Time is slowly passing in this kind of mechanical refining. It's like the sun turns to the moon, and two years have passed.

quasi God city.

a white skirt, like a white lotus flower, is standing in the Lord's mansion, looking at the people coming back from outside. Those who walked back and forth, or some of them noticed this, thought happily that the most beautiful fairy in the city paid attention to themselves, but when they put on the most handsome posture, they found that the fairy looked at this side, but the sight did not fall here.

it is the fairy...