The round-faced girl glanced at Lu Yu, who was lost in thought under the tree. A strange emotion flashed across her face: anger at his indifference and...the once unattainable person had been stained with impurity, finding joy in the mundane.,Whether it be beasts or birds, lakes or storms, lightning or the brilliance of sun and moon, machines will give birth to spirits, becoming extraordinary beings.,The moment the thought crossed his mind, he suddenly heard a muffled murmur in his ear, overlapping each other, like an ancient and mysterious piece of music.。