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    Maybe tonight’s tertiary movie had a big impact on Shen Shuman, so she had a dream.

    In ancient times, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies. It was unclear whether Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies or whether the butterflies dreamed of Zhou Zhuang.

    Now, she is also in such a trance in her dream.

    Perhaps, this is the biggest difference between dreams and reality – dreams have no logic and no cause and effect.

    For example: she, a good-natured modern person, in her dream, turned out to be a peach blossom with no ambitions in the peach orchard. Her only ideal was to grow a big, plump and juicy peach on the branch.

    There are 3,600 peach trees in the peach orchard of the Queen Mother of the West, and she, a peach blossom that grows not far or near, is the one in the middle that matures once every six thousand years.

    On this day, she is standing vigorously on the treetops, absorbing the essence of the world, the sun and the moon, nourishing her energy and spirit, and preparing for the results.

    An immortal deity who was about to descend to earth to undergo calamity happened to pass by the Peach Orchard.

    Suddenly, the clouds were steaming and the clouds were rising, and the auspicious light was shining brightly.

    Each peach tree stretched its wings as much as possible, devoutly and gratefully absorbing the auspicious aura generously gifted by this revered god.

    She also looked up eagerly, but all she could see was the bright light on the horizon.When he got closer, she could see it more clearly.

    The deity was dressed in white and was extremely handsome. He was one of the most beautiful in the world – his eyebrows were as clear as the flawless moonlight, and his face was as clear as jade carved from ice.

    However, what makes her wonder is why the word “crisis” suddenly appeared in her mind the moment she saw him?

    She knew that when she looked at him in confusion, he also saw her.

    He moved the sleeves of his broad robe and took her off easily.

    He channeled immortal energy for her, allowing her to transform into a human form. He also handed her over to Si Mingxingjun beside him, saying that he wanted her to help him overcome the disaster.

    The reason is very simple——

    The grass and trees are careless, she will not be passionate about him.And…everything in the world has spirit. This peach blossom does not have three souls or seven souls, but only one spirit.Unlike humans, gods, and demons, she can still reincarnate in heaven and earth after death.She has only one life, and once she dies, she will never be found again.

    he is very good at abacus.

    She almost wants to applaud him.

    When she was in the mortal world, she helped him successfully overcome the tribulation.

    He’s cultivation level increases greatly, and his realm rises suddenly.

    Having completed her mission, she, a peach blossom that cannot live long without its branches, should disappear from heaven and earth.

    But he used the holy water of Yaochi to help her survive and brought her back to the ninth heaven.

    Lord Si Mingxing was surprised when he saw her, and asked him why he brought her back, why not let her stay in the mortal world, follow the way of heaven, and disappear naturally.

    He only replied that there was a lack of a janitor in the palace.

    She is said to be a janitor, but she has to do a lot of work on weekdays——

    Just cleaning the courtyard, planting flowers and trees, boiling water and making tea are just trivial tasks. She also has to open her clothes to accompany him to cultivate both life and life, and reconcile yin and yang.

    He has always been compassionate and generous, and he is willing to release his essence into her body to support her.

    It seems that she has no intention, she only knows that he is trying to save her life, and she never thinks there is anything wrong with the two of them sleeping in the same bed every night and having an affair.

    But these things, in the eyes of those fairies who love him, she is nothing more than a thorn in their eyes and a thorn in their flesh.

    One day, a female fairy came to look for him, saying that he was going to prepare a banquet for all spirits, but there was not enough manpower, and she wanted to ask him to borrow someone.

    He had something important to do at that time and needed to leave Jiuchongtian for a while. He couldn’t keep an eye on her all the time, so he lent her out without thinking much.

    Considering that this delicate flower of hers is easily injured and dried up, he specially prepared a bottle of Yaochi holy water for her and ordered her to drink it every day.

    She accepted it obediently, but she didn’t know that this bottle of Yaochi holy water was hard to come by – the Lingyun stalactites above Yaochi absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, and it took a hundred years to condense a drop. It would take fifty thousand years to get this bottle together.

    She obeyed the arrangement of the female fairy and temporarily lived in her palace.

    In the first few days, the fairy didn’t make things difficult for her, and just asked her to do small things.

    A few days later, she accidentally broke a glass lamp, and the fairy scolded her displeasedly and gave her a few whips.

    She knew she had done something wrong and was punished obediently.

    It’s just that when the barbed whip hit her body, it was a bit too painful, leaving her whole body covered in scars and leaving few good spots.

    She was seriously injured this time and couldn’t get out of bed for two days.

    Most of the gods and immortals in the Nine Heavens are indifferent and unsympathetic. They have no chance and will not show kindness to others for no reason.

    And the little cultivation she has, which comes from he, is not enough to heal herself.

    She has no heart, doesn’t understand the ways of the world, and naturally doesn’t know how to ask for help.

    Fortunately, the holy water from Yaochi had the effect of nourishing skin and regenerating muscles. In order to relieve the pain, she couldn’t help but drink more.

    One night, she felt so uncomfortable that she took out the bottle of holy water and poured it into her mouth. Only then did she realize that she had drank all the holy water.

    She, this fragile and delicate flower, failed to survive that night and withered.

    For a peach blossom that has left its branches, life and death do not actually matter to her.

    However, when Xiang died, she was quite regretful: in two thousand years, the peach festival will be held, and it would be great if she could bear a big, plump and juicy peach.

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    Jellybean: I want to open a new pit!Very short!

    Hard Candy: No, you don’t!You still have holes to fill!

    Gummy Candy:…

    So, I integrated this fleeting inspiration into this pit╯^╰Nothing can stop/my yearning for a new pit

    (No one wants to send me a blade, right? No, no, no, no? If anyone wants to send it, I will register for the online store✧*.٩(ˊωˋ*)و✧*.)

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