Mortal Taoist

About This Novel

Liu Yong became stronger, his hair grew longer, and his body gained weight. He looked at the 10,000-meter-high mountain in front of him and sighed! "This world is so scary. There are monsters, spirits, ghosts, monsters, and a general who kept slashing at me with a knife. It scared me to death." The lonely wind stood proudly, just like the white snow. The little red fox stood up and looked at the broth in the pot with embarrassment~ "Master, this is the soup I stewed with my own hands. Come and try it!" Suck~hiss~tsk! "Little Tutu is cute again! Huh? Stewed?" Liu Yong was stunned and looked back: "What is stewed with?" Looking at the master's loving eyes, the little red fox-smiling eyeballs were no longer visible. "It's that frog!" "What frog?" "It's the toad next to the toilet!" Pfft~

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