The night was dark and the stars were shining brightly. He stood under the glass dome, looking up at the sky. A bell rang, announcing the arrival of a visitor.
Grantina looked at it curiously: "Is it a dragon bird? I have heard of this rare bird belonging to the dragon family for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it."
On the other side of the street, there was another old man sitting under the shade of a tree, telling a fairy tale.
"… God Medor and God Diphna are a pair of siblings. The elder brother is in charge of love and mercy, while the younger sister is in charge of cruelty and ignorance. Yelinka believes in God Medor, and her kindness touches people. However, she has never discovered that her younger brother Bernan has already unknowingly sided with Diphna…"
The person who came was a woman. She walked into the room with the scent of silver lotus, and a vague outline was outlined under the starlight.
The people who were listening to the story turned pale and trembled. A child hugged his mother's thighs and sobbed.
She paced inside the room and looked up at the glazed dome. Through the seemingly non-existent roof, the entire starry sky was in sight, like a jewel plate inlaid with broken diamonds, shining brightly.
On the other side of the street, there was another old man sitting under the shade of a tree, telling a fairy tale.
He knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, I am deeply troubled that you have come to my humble abode so late at night."
The night was dark and the stars were shining brightly. He stood under the glass dome, looking up at the sky. A bell rang, announcing the arrival of a visitor.
A closer look revealed that this astrologer had a pretty good-looking face, delicate and elegant, unlike the strong features of an Osho man. In his overly pale complexion, there was actually a special kind of weakness
She laughed and said, "Is modesty an Oriental habit? You are Oriental, right? Your appearance and dress are very Oriental. We don't have such pure black hair and eyes here."
It looks like a bird, but has protruding bone spurs on its wings and extremely sharp claws.
"It's so dark here, why are there no lights?"
It looks like a bird, but has protruding bone spurs on its wings and extremely sharp claws.
Grandina whispered, "Humans always like to imagine all kinds of gods and worship them, but they forget the name of the true God."
The candle next to him lit up, and the flame of the wick jumped up, lighting up the lights in the room one by one, and the figure of the uninvited guest became clearer.
She laughed and said, "Is modesty an Oriental habit? You are Oriental, right? Your appearance and dress are very Oriental. We don't have such pure black hair and eyes here."
He put down the scissors and looked at her calmly. Even though she was wearing ordinary clothes and her tone was deliberately soft, it could not conceal her overwhelming aura, that kind of superiority and unique brilliance.
She leaned over and lifted the chin of the kneeling astrologer. "Three stars of yin gather together, a very bad omen. How dare you say such a rebellious thing? How should I punish you?"
She was dressed in the attire of an aristocratic girl and a veil embroidered with gold roses on the edge. She looked no different from an ordinary young woman.
Ken Ken continued to remain silent. He didn't know the real God's name and he wanted to eat quickly.
She was dressed in the attire of an aristocratic girl and a veil embroidered with gold roses on the edge. She looked no different from an ordinary young woman.
The night was dark and the stars were shining brightly. He stood under the glass dome, looking up at the sky. A bell rang, announcing the arrival of a visitor.
He knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, I am deeply troubled that you have come to my humble abode so late at night."
She looked up at the light. "Very interesting. Is this your magic?"
Grantina looked at it curiously: "Is it a dragon bird? I have heard of this rare bird belonging to the dragon family for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it."
Yoda Osho laughed softly: "Should I praise you for your divination skills or your good eyesight, Master Qingling?"
The night was dark and the stars were shining brightly. He stood under the glass dome, looking up at the sky. A bell rang, announcing the arrival of a visitor.
After walking out of the crowd, Grantina sighed, "I really don't understand humans. The things they fear the most are often also the things they love the most. What kind of preference is this?"
She looked up at the light. "Very interesting. Is this your magic?"
She looked up at the light. "Very interesting. Is this your magic?"
"Living in a house like this, I can indeed read the language of the stars. Master Qing Ling, can you tell fortunes for me? Some people say that I am an unlucky person who will bring disaster."
Grantina looked at it curiously: "Is it a dragon bird? I have heard of this rare bird belonging to the dragon family for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it."
Grantina looked at it curiously: "Is it a dragon bird? I have heard of this rare bird belonging to the dragon family for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it."
"A gift from a friend." He said calmly, "I don't know any magic."
A closer look revealed that this astrologer had a pretty good-looking face, delicate and elegant, unlike the strong features of an Osho man. In his overly pale complexion, there was actually a special kind of weakness
That light does not belong to the dark night, but is the most dazzling light between heaven and earth when the dawn comes.
After walking out of the crowd, Grantina sighed, "I really don't understand humans. The things they fear the most are often also the things they love the most. What kind of preference is this?"
Grantina looked at it curiously: "Is it a dragon bird? I have heard of this rare bird belonging to the dragon family for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it."
She glanced at him with interest: "You are too modest. You are a well-known astrologer, Master Qing Ling."
She glanced at him with interest: "You are too modest. You are a well-known astrologer, Master Qing Ling."
The night was dark and the stars were shining brightly. He stood under the glass dome, looking up at the sky. A bell rang, announcing the arrival of a visitor.
Grantina looked at it curiously: "Is it a dragon bird? I have heard of this rare bird belonging to the dragon family for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it."
It turns out that the elves' hobby is to find things they think are beautiful and then find fault with them. Ken Ken said "oh" and looked towards the roadside restaurant. Suddenly, he looked up as if he noticed something, and a small black shadow flapped its wings and flew quickly from the sky to him.
That light does not belong to the dark night, but is the most dazzling light between heaven and earth when the dawn comes.
He put it simply: "I just observe the sky and try to read what the stars want to tell us."
She paced inside the room and looked up at the glazed dome. Through the seemingly non-existent roof, the entire starry sky was in sight, like a jewel plate inlaid with broken diamonds, shining brightly.
Ken Ken, who was following him, said nothing, but just touched his rumbling stomach.
"A gift from a friend." He said calmly, "I don't know any magic."
He didn't answer.
She laughed and said, "Is modesty an Oriental habit? You are Oriental, right? Your appearance and dress are very Oriental. We don't have such pure black hair and eyes here."
The people who were listening to the story turned pale and trembled. A child hugged his mother's thighs and sobbed.
"A gift from a friend." He said calmly, "I don't know any magic."
It looks like a bird, but has protruding bone spurs on its wings and extremely sharp claws.
The night was dark and the stars were shining brightly. He stood under the glass dome, looking up at the sky. A bell rang, announcing the arrival of a visitor.
She leaned over and lifted the chin of the kneeling astrologer. "Three stars of yin gather together, a very bad omen. How dare you say such a rebellious thing? How should I punish you?"
The dragon bird opened its mouth and spit out a ball of light, rubbed Ken Ken's face with its head, and flew away with its wings flapping.
The person who came was a woman. She walked into the room with the scent of silver lotus, and a vague outline was outlined under the starlight.
He didn't answer.
She laughed again: "Thank you for your advice, Master. May I ask, has Master Qing Ling ever predicted for you? For example, when will you have a disaster?"
The mother picked up the child and was about to leave, but the child struggled desperately, crying and staring at the old man telling the story, refusing to leave even if he died.
The person who came was a woman. She walked into the room with the scent of silver lotus, and a vague outline was outlined under the starlight.
She leaned over and lifted the chin of the kneeling astrologer. "Three stars of yin gather together, a very bad omen. How dare you say such a rebellious thing? How should I punish you?"
She looked up at the light. "Very interesting. Is this your magic?"
"… God Medor and God Diphna are a pair of siblings. The elder brother is in charge of love and mercy, while the younger sister is in charge of cruelty and ignorance. Yelinka believes in God Medor, and her kindness touches people. However, she has never discovered that her younger brother Bernan has already unknowingly sided with Diphna…"
She paced inside the room and looked up at the glazed dome. Through the seemingly non-existent roof, the entire starry sky was in sight, like a jewel plate inlaid with broken diamonds, shining brightly.
The candle crackled, and he picked up a pair of scissors to trim the wick. "People who predict other people's fortunes usually can't see their own future. But the stars tell me it's tonight."
The dragon bird opened its mouth and spit out a ball of light, rubbed Ken Ken's face with its head, and flew away with its wings flapping.
"Living in a house like this, I can indeed read the language of the stars. Master Qing Ling, can you tell fortunes for me? Some people say that I am an unlucky person who will bring disaster."
The night was dark and the stars were shining brightly. He stood under the glass dome, looking up at the sky. A bell rang, announcing the arrival of a visitor.
She laughed and said, "Is modesty an Oriental habit? You are Oriental, right? Your appearance and dress are very Oriental. We don't have such pure black hair and eyes here."
He lowered his eyes: "Whether you believe it or not is up to you."
He lowered his eyes: "Whether you believe it or not is up to you."
She leaned over and lifted the chin of the kneeling astrologer. "Three stars of yin gather together, a very bad omen. How dare you say such a rebellious thing? How should I punish you?"
She leaned over and lifted the chin of the kneeling astrologer. "Three stars of yin gather together, a very bad omen. How dare you say such a rebellious thing? How should I punish you?"
She laughed again: "Thank you for your advice, Master. May I ask, has Master Qing Ling ever predicted for you? For example, when will you have a disaster?"
She laughed and said, "Is modesty an Oriental habit? You are Oriental, right? Your appearance and dress are very Oriental. We don't have such pure black hair and eyes here."
She was dressed in the attire of an aristocratic girl and a veil embroidered with gold roses on the edge. She looked no different from an ordinary young woman.
He didn't answer.
She was dressed in the attire of an aristocratic girl and a veil embroidered with gold roses on the edge. She looked no different from an ordinary young woman.
On the other side of the street, there was another old man sitting under the shade of a tree, telling a fairy tale.
Yoda Osho laughed softly: "Should I praise you for your divination skills or your good eyesight, Master Qingling?"
The candle crackled, and he picked up a pair of scissors to trim the wick. "People who predict other people's fortunes usually can't see their own future. But the stars tell me it's tonight."
He put down the scissors and looked at her calmly. Even though she was wearing ordinary clothes and her tone was deliberately soft, it could not conceal her overwhelming aura, that kind of superiority and unique brilliance.
Ken Ken continued to remain silent. He didn't know the real God's name and he wanted to eat quickly.
"… God Medor and God Diphna are a pair of siblings. The elder brother is in charge of love and mercy, while the younger sister is in charge of cruelty and ignorance. Yelinka believes in God Medor, and her kindness touches people. However, she has never discovered that her younger brother Bernan has already unknowingly sided with Diphna…"
Ken Ken hummed: "It's my mother's messenger."
That light does not belong to the dark night, but is the most dazzling light between heaven and earth when the dawn comes.
He didn't answer.
"Living in a house like this, I can indeed read the language of the stars. Master Qing Ling, can you tell fortunes for me? Some people say that I am an unlucky person who will bring disaster."
The mother picked up the child and was about to leave, but the child struggled desperately, crying and staring at the old man telling the story, refusing to leave even if he died.
He put down the scissors and looked at her calmly. Even though she was wearing ordinary clothes and her tone was deliberately soft, it could not conceal her overwhelming aura, that kind of superiority and unique brilliance.
The mother picked up the child and was about to leave, but the child struggled desperately, crying and staring at the old man telling the story, refusing to leave even if he died.
Ken Ken continued to remain silent. He didn't know the real God's name and he wanted to eat quickly.
Grantina looked at it curiously: "Is it a dragon bird? I have heard of this rare bird belonging to the dragon family for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it."
The candle next to him lit up, and the flame of the wick jumped up, lighting up the lights in the room one by one, and the figure of the uninvited guest became clearer.
She laughed and said, "Is modesty an Oriental habit? You are Oriental, right? Your appearance and dress are very Oriental. We don't have such pure black hair and eyes here."
Grandina continued: "There is no god who is in charge of love and mercy or cruelty and darkness. All gods are loving."
Grandina continued: "There is no god who is in charge of love and mercy or cruelty and darkness. All gods are loving."
That light does not belong to the dark night, but is the most dazzling light between heaven and earth when the dawn comes.
After walking out of the crowd, Grantina sighed, "I really don't understand humans. The things they fear the most are often also the things they love the most. What kind of preference is this?"
Yoda Osho laughed softly: "Should I praise you for your divination skills or your good eyesight, Master Qingling?"
"Living in a house like this, I can indeed read the language of the stars. Master Qing Ling, can you tell fortunes for me? Some people say that I am an unlucky person who will bring disaster."
She narrowed her eyes and said, "I don't think there is anyone like you in my harem. Just follow me back to the palace."
He knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, I am deeply troubled that you have come to my humble abode so late at night."
Grantina looked at it curiously: "Is it a dragon bird? I have heard of this rare bird belonging to the dragon family for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it."
The mother picked up the child and was about to leave, but the child struggled desperately, crying and staring at the old man telling the story, refusing to leave even if he died.
A closer look revealed that this astrologer had a pretty good-looking face, delicate and elegant, unlike the strong features of an Osho man. In his overly pale complexion, there was actually a special kind of weakness
The candle crackled, and he picked up a pair of scissors to trim the wick. "People who predict other people's fortunes usually can't see their own future. But the stars tell me it's tonight."
She glanced at him with interest: "You are too modest. You are a well-known astrologer, Master Qing Ling."
A closer look revealed that this astrologer had a pretty good-looking face, delicate and elegant, unlike the strong features of an Osho man. In his overly pale complexion, there was actually a special kind of weakness
Yoda Osho laughed softly: "Should I praise you for your divination skills or your good eyesight, Master Qingling?"
It turns out that the elves' hobby is to find things they think are beautiful and then find fault with them. Ken Ken said "oh" and looked towards the roadside restaurant. Suddenly, he looked up as if he noticed something, and a small black shadow flapped its wings and flew quickly from the sky to him.
She narrowed her eyes and said, "I don't think there is anyone like you in my harem. Just follow me back to the palace."
She paced inside the room and looked up at the glazed dome. Through the seemingly non-existent roof, the entire starry sky was in sight, like a jewel plate inlaid with broken diamonds, shining brightly.
Ken Ken was puzzled: "If you think it's wrong, why do you still listen?"
The dragon bird opened its mouth and spit out a ball of light, rubbed Ken Ken's face with its head, and flew away with its wings flapping.
She was dressed in the attire of an aristocratic girl and a veil embroidered with gold roses on the edge. She looked no different from an ordinary young woman.
"It's so dark here, why are there no lights?"
She leaned over and lifted the chin of the kneeling astrologer. "Three stars of yin gather together, a very bad omen. How dare you say such a rebellious thing? How should I punish you?"
The night was dark and the stars were shining brightly. He stood under the glass dome, looking up at the sky. A bell rang, announcing the arrival of a visitor.
She laughed again: "Thank you for your advice, Master. May I ask, has Master Qing Ling ever predicted for you? For example, when will you have a disaster?"
She paced inside the room and looked up at the glazed dome. Through the seemingly non-existent roof, the entire starry sky was in sight, like a jewel plate inlaid with broken diamonds, shining brightly.
She laughed again: "Thank you for your advice, Master. May I ask, has Master Qing Ling ever predicted for you? For example, when will you have a disaster?"
"… God Medor and God Diphna are a pair of siblings. The elder brother is in charge of love and mercy, while the younger sister is in charge of cruelty and ignorance. Yelinka believes in God Medor, and her kindness touches people. However, she has never discovered that her younger brother Bernan has already unknowingly sided with Diphna…"
On the other side of the street, there was another old man sitting under the shade of a tree, telling a fairy tale.
She paced inside the room and looked up at the glazed dome. Through the seemingly non-existent roof, the entire starry sky was in sight, like a jewel plate inlaid with broken diamonds, shining brightly.
A closer look revealed that this astrologer had a pretty good-looking face, delicate and elegant, unlike the strong features of an Osho man. In his overly pale complexion, there was actually a special kind of weakness
Grandina whispered, "Humans always like to imagine all kinds of gods and worship them, but they forget the name of the true God."
He didn't answer.
She narrowed her eyes and said, "I don't think there is anyone like you in my harem. Just follow me back to the palace."
The candle crackled, and he picked up a pair of scissors to trim the wick. "People who predict other people's fortunes usually can't see their own future. But the stars tell me it's tonight."
Grandina continued: "There is no god who is in charge of love and mercy or cruelty and darkness. All gods are loving."
He didn't answer.
Grandina smiled and said, "Although these stories are not as good as the bards of our elves, they also embody the essence of human beauty. Elves love all kinds of beauty, whether real or false."
After walking out of the crowd, Grantina sighed, "I really don't understand humans. The things they fear the most are often also the things they love the most. What kind of preference is this?"
He lowered his eyes: "Whether you believe it or not is up to you."
"Living in a house like this, I can indeed read the language of the stars. Master Qing Ling, can you tell fortunes for me? Some people say that I am an unlucky person who will bring disaster."
He knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, I am deeply troubled that you have come to my humble abode so late at night."
"Behind the golden tree, a man in armor walked towards the shepherd boy step by step. He actually had no head..."
The person who came was a woman. She walked into the room with the scent of silver lotus, and a vague outline was outlined under the starlight.
Ken Ken, who was following him, said nothing, but just touched his rumbling stomach.
"Behind the golden tree, a man in armor walked towards the shepherd boy step by step. He actually had no head..."
The people who were listening to the story turned pale and trembled. A child hugged his mother's thighs and sobbed.
She looked up at the light. "Very interesting. Is this your magic?"
The candle crackled, and he picked up a pair of scissors to trim the wick. "People who predict other people's fortunes usually can't see their own future. But the stars tell me it's tonight."
It turns out that the elves' hobby is to find things they think are beautiful and then find fault with them. Ken Ken said "oh" and looked towards the roadside restaurant. Suddenly, he looked up as if he noticed something, and a small black shadow flapped its wings and flew quickly from the sky to him.
The people who were listening to the story turned pale and trembled. A child hugged his mother's thighs and sobbed.
He lowered his eyes: "Whether you believe it or not is up to you."
A closer look revealed that this astrologer had a pretty good-looking face, delicate and elegant, unlike the strong features of an Osho man. In his overly pale complexion, there was actually a special kind of weakness
The candle next to him lit up, and the flame of the wick jumped up, lighting up the lights in the room one by one, and the figure of the uninvited guest became clearer.
Ken Ken continued to remain silent. He didn't know the real God's name and he wanted to eat quickly.
He put it simply: "I just observe the sky and try to read what the stars want to tell us."
Yoda Osho laughed softly: "Should I praise you for your divination skills or your good eyesight, Master Qingling?"
He lowered his eyes: "Whether you believe it or not is up to you."
The dragon bird opened its mouth and spit out a ball of light, rubbed Ken Ken's face with its head, and flew away with its wings flapping.
The mother picked up the child and was about to leave, but the child struggled desperately, crying and staring at the old man telling the story, refusing to leave even if he died.
"… God Medor and God Diphna are a pair of siblings. The elder brother is in charge of love and mercy, while the younger sister is in charge of cruelty and ignorance. Yelinka believes in God Medor, and her kindness touches people. However, she has never discovered that her younger brother Bernan has already unknowingly sided with Diphna…"
"A gift from a friend." He said calmly, "I don't know any magic."
After walking out of the crowd, Grantina sighed, "I really don't understand humans. The things they fear the most are often also the things they love the most. What kind of preference is this?"
"Living in a house like this, I can indeed read the language of the stars. Master Qing Ling, can you tell fortunes for me? Some people say that I am an unlucky person who will bring disaster."
Ken Ken, who was following him, said nothing, but just touched his rumbling stomach.
He put down the scissors and looked at her calmly. Even though she was wearing ordinary clothes and her tone was deliberately soft, it could not conceal her overwhelming aura, that kind of superiority and unique brilliance.
The people who were listening to the story turned pale and trembled. A child hugged his mother's thighs and sobbed.
"Behind the golden tree, a man in armor walked towards the shepherd boy step by step. He actually had no head..."
She looked up at the light. "Very interesting. Is this your magic?"
"A gift from a friend." He said calmly, "I don't know any magic."
"A gift from a friend." He said calmly, "I don't know any magic."
Ken Ken, who was following him, said nothing, but just touched his rumbling stomach.
The person who came was a woman. She walked into the room with the scent of silver lotus, and a vague outline was outlined under the starlight.
She narrowed her eyes and said, "I don't think there is anyone like you in my harem. Just follow me back to the palace."
He lowered his eyes: "Whether you believe it or not is up to you."
He put it simply: "I just observe the sky and try to read what the stars want to tell us."
On the other side of the street, there was another old man sitting under the shade of a tree, telling a fairy tale.
The candle crackled, and he picked up a pair of scissors to trim the wick. "People who predict other people's fortunes usually can't see their own future. But the stars tell me it's tonight."
She paced inside the room and looked up at the glazed dome. Through the seemingly non-existent roof, the entire starry sky was in sight, like a jewel plate inlaid with broken diamonds, shining brightly.
"… God Medor and God Diphna are a pair of siblings. The elder brother is in charge of love and mercy, while the younger sister is in charge of cruelty and ignorance. Yelinka believes in God Medor, and her kindness touches people. However, she has never discovered that her younger brother Bernan has already unknowingly sided with Diphna…"
Grandina whispered, "Humans always like to imagine all kinds of gods and worship them, but they forget the name of the true God."
The night was dark and the stars were shining brightly. He stood under the glass dome, looking up at the sky. A bell rang, announcing the arrival of a visitor.
Yoda Osho laughed softly: "Should I praise you for your divination skills or your good eyesight, Master Qingling?"
She looked up at the light. "Very interesting. Is this your magic?"
Ken Ken hummed: "It's my mother's messenger."
Grandina whispered, "Humans always like to imagine all kinds of gods and worship them, but they forget the name of the true God."
Grandina whispered, "Humans always like to imagine all kinds of gods and worship them, but they forget the name of the true God."
"… God Medor and God Diphna are a pair of siblings. The elder brother is in charge of love and mercy, while the younger sister is in charge of cruelty and ignorance. Yelinka believes in God Medor, and her kindness touches people. However, she has never discovered that her younger brother Bernan has already unknowingly sided with Diphna…"
That light does not belong to the dark night, but is the most dazzling light between heaven and earth when the dawn comes.
Grandina smiled and said, "Although these stories are not as good as the bards of our elves, they also embody the essence of human beauty. Elves love all kinds of beauty, whether real or false."
The dragon bird opened its mouth and spit out a ball of light, rubbed Ken Ken's face with its head, and flew away with its wings flapping.
She glanced at him with interest: "You are too modest. You are a well-known astrologer, Master Qing Ling."
The candle next to him lit up, and the flame of the wick jumped up, lighting up the lights in the room one by one, and the figure of the uninvited guest became clearer.
The candle crackled, and he picked up a pair of scissors to trim the wick. "People who predict other people's fortunes usually can't see their own future. But the stars tell me it's tonight."
That light does not belong to the dark night, but is the most dazzling light between heaven and earth when the dawn comes.
Ken Ken continued to remain silent. He didn't know the real God's name and he wanted to eat quickly.
Ken Ken hummed: "It's my mother's messenger."
The night was dark and the stars were shining brightly. He stood under the glass dome, looking up at the sky. A bell rang, announcing the arrival of a visitor.
"Behind the golden tree, a man in armor walked towards the shepherd boy step by step. He actually had no head..."
She was dressed in the attire of an aristocratic girl and a veil embroidered with gold roses on the edge. She looked no different from an ordinary young woman.
Grantina looked at it curiously: "Is it a dragon bird? I have heard of this rare bird belonging to the dragon family for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it."
Grandina continued: "There is no god who is in charge of love and mercy or cruelty and darkness. All gods are loving."
It looks like a bird, but has protruding bone spurs on its wings and extremely sharp claws.
"It's so dark here, why are there no lights?"
Grandina whispered, "Humans always like to imagine all kinds of gods and worship them, but they forget the name of the true God."
After walking out of the crowd, Grantina sighed, "I really don't understand humans. The things they fear the most are often also the things they love the most. What kind of preference is this?"
Grandina continued: "There is no god who is in charge of love and mercy or cruelty and darkness. All gods are loving."
On the other side of the street, there was another old man sitting under the shade of a tree, telling a fairy tale.
Ken Ken was puzzled: "If you think it's wrong, why do you still listen?"
Ken Ken hummed: "It's my mother's messenger."
She laughed again: "Thank you for your advice, Master. May I ask, has Master Qing Ling ever predicted for you? For example, when will you have a disaster?"
He put it simply: "I just observe the sky and try to read what the stars want to tell us."
Grandina smiled and said, "Although these stories are not as good as the bards of our elves, they also embody the essence of human beauty. Elves love all kinds of beauty, whether real or false."
She looked up at the light. "Very interesting. Is this your magic?"
On the other side of the street, there was another old man sitting under the shade of a tree, telling a fairy tale.
Grantina looked at it curiously: "Is it a dragon bird? I have heard of this rare bird belonging to the dragon family for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it."
"It's so dark here, why are there no lights?"
She leaned over and lifted the chin of the kneeling astrologer. "Three stars of yin gather together, a very bad omen. How dare you say such a rebellious thing? How should I punish you?"
"… God Medor and God Diphna are a pair of siblings. The elder brother is in charge of love and mercy, while the younger sister is in charge of cruelty and ignorance. Yelinka believes in God Medor, and her kindness touches people. However, she has never discovered that her younger brother Bernan has already unknowingly sided with Diphna…"
It turns out that the elves' hobby is to find things they think are beautiful and then find fault with them. Ken Ken said "oh" and looked towards the roadside restaurant. Suddenly, he looked up as if he noticed something, and a small black shadow flapped its wings and flew quickly from the sky to him.
She laughed and said, "Is modesty an Oriental habit? You are Oriental, right? Your appearance and dress are very Oriental. We don't have such pure black hair and eyes here."
Grandina whispered, "Humans always like to imagine all kinds of gods and worship them, but they forget the name of the true God."
He lowered his eyes: "Whether you believe it or not is up to you."
On the other side of the street, there was another old man sitting under the shade of a tree, telling a fairy tale.
It looks like a bird, but has protruding bone spurs on its wings and extremely sharp claws.
It looks like a bird, but has protruding bone spurs on its wings and extremely sharp claws.
That light does not belong to the dark night, but is the most dazzling light between heaven and earth when the dawn comes.
The person who came was a woman. She walked into the room with the scent of silver lotus, and a vague outline was outlined under the starlight.
He knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, I am deeply troubled that you have come to my humble abode so late at night."
The people who were listening to the story turned pale and trembled. A child hugged his mother's thighs and sobbed.
She glanced at him with interest: "You are too modest. You are a well-known astrologer, Master Qing Ling."
Grantina looked at it curiously: "Is it a dragon bird? I have heard of this rare bird belonging to the dragon family for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it."
She narrowed her eyes and said, "I don't think there is anyone like you in my harem. Just follow me back to the palace."
It turns out that the elves' hobby is to find things they think are beautiful and then find fault with them. Ken Ken said "oh" and looked towards the roadside restaurant. Suddenly, he looked up as if he noticed something, and a small black shadow flapped its wings and flew quickly from the sky to him.
The person who came was a woman. She walked into the room with the scent of silver lotus, and a vague outline was outlined under the starlight.
It looks like a bird, but has protruding bone spurs on its wings and extremely sharp claws.
The candle crackled, and he picked up a pair of scissors to trim the wick. "People who predict other people's fortunes usually can't see their own future. But the stars tell me it's tonight."
That light does not belong to the dark night, but is the most dazzling light between heaven and earth when the dawn comes.
Ken Ken hummed: "It's my mother's messenger."
Ken Ken hummed: "It's my mother's messenger."
Grandina whispered, "Humans always like to imagine all kinds of gods and worship them, but they forget the name of the true God."
"… God Medor and God Diphna are a pair of siblings. The elder brother is in charge of love and mercy, while the younger sister is in charge of cruelty and ignorance. Yelinka believes in God Medor, and her kindness touches people. However, she has never discovered that her younger brother Bernan has already unknowingly sided with Diphna…"
She glanced at him with interest: "You are too modest. You are a well-known astrologer, Master Qing Ling."
Ken Ken hummed: "It's my mother's messenger."
She was dressed in the attire of an aristocratic girl and a veil embroidered with gold roses on the edge. She looked no different from an ordinary young woman.
He knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, I am deeply troubled that you have come to my humble abode so late at night."
Grandina continued: "There is no god who is in charge of love and mercy or cruelty and darkness. All gods are loving."
The dragon bird opened its mouth and spit out a ball of light, rubbed Ken Ken's face with its head, and flew away with its wings flapping.
She looked up at the light. "Very interesting. Is this your magic?"
He put down the scissors and looked at her calmly. Even though she was wearing ordinary clothes and her tone was deliberately soft, it could not conceal her overwhelming aura, that kind of superiority and unique brilliance.
Ken Ken continued to remain silent. He didn't know the real God's name and he wanted to eat quickly.
That light does not belong to the dark night, but is the most dazzling light between heaven and earth when the dawn comes.
The candle crackled, and he picked up a pair of scissors to trim the wick. "People who predict other people's fortunes usually can't see their own future. But the stars tell me it's tonight."
On the other side of the street, there was another old man sitting under the shade of a tree, telling a fairy tale.
She narrowed her eyes and said, "I don't think there is anyone like you in my harem. Just follow me back to the palace."