C671 Golden chrysanthemum(20)

Lucifer, his eyes deep and deep, gazed at the daisies on Weiyang Lake. The flowers continued to bloom, not swaying about on their own. A light fragrance drifted in the wind.

There were a few blooming flowers by the water's edge, gradually changing from fresh yellow green to wilted and withered, while the new buds on the branches were in full bloom.

Moon God laughed