C647
C647
The moon god glanced at her inner struggle, and her eyebrows gathered together. Pulling her up, they turned into a piece of quicksilver. Their feathers were flying, and everything faded in their eyes
At last, I took a deep look at the pot of daisies on the bed platform, leaving a brilliant mark like the sun in my heart.
When the moon god disappeared, his eyes were still cold, and he threw a feather at the potted flower. He was smart and focused on the target! The pot of daisies immediately withered, withered on the bed, golden light
a sharp feather, deep into the heart of the flower
What the moon god doesn't know is that in a certain future life, his actions at this moment will also be reflected in his body - at a certain time in the future, daisies will pass through his eyes, shoot into his heart, and plunge deeply into it in the same way
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