He walked with graceful steps. Although his steps were not big, they seemed to cover a thousand miles. He walked step by step and finally stopped at a clear pond.
In the clear pond, a green lotus was emitting colorful rays of light and blooming beautifully, but the strange thing was that its straight green branches were tightly wrapped with a vine.
On the vine, there was a small white flower, tightly attached to the petals of the green lotus. The petals of the white flower had a hint of dark red, which made the white flower more charming.
He walked over, squatted down, raised his finger and poked the lotus petals, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.
"You, you're willing to give up your divine status and sever your divine roots for the sake of one person. Do you know that once you're reduced to your original form, what's the difference between that and suicide?"
His calm tone revealed a hint of sigh and helplessness.
He looked at the vine again, with surprise in his eyes.
He raised his hand to grab the little white flower, but it dodged him nimbly and hid among the lotus petals.
He withdrew his hand, stood up, clasped his hands in front of him, and looked down at the small flower hidden in the lotus petals. His calm eyes were filled with supreme majesty.
He just said, "It's just that I took advantage of the silt-clearing to grow the diligent lady in the lotus pond, but I was able to make her fall in love with me. I think she has some skills."
His eyes fell on the little flower. There was no emotion in his eyes, but it made people tremble.
"Tell me, if I forcibly capture her, what can you do to me? By then, let alone the relationship, it won't matter if I forcibly cut off her emotional roots. She won't dare to disobey me."
As soon as these words fell, the little flower rushed out instantly, swaying towards him non-stop, and then the little flower clung tightly to the petals of the blue lotus, rubbing them in a humane manner, as if showing off.
"Heh...it seems you've calculated it correctly. I can't bear to blame her, so let's just wait and see. After ninety-nine lives are over, will she still remember you?"
After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never appeared.
When the little white flower heard his words, it trembled in fear, and the vines wrapped around the green branches of the blue lotus became tighter.
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