
Lord Mo's Beloved Baby
by Ing
About This Novel
(1V1 sweet pet interstellar article) The unparalleled Princess Pingyang in the Wuji world woke up and found that her soul had penetrated! It also comes with a space companion mythical beast - the fox. Hua Qingyi thought that the original owner's poor life was bad enough, but she didn't expect that she would be inexplicably involved in a conspiracy that shocked the galaxy. But there was a good thing, not long after she wore it, she found that her lover from the original world had also returned, and she also brought the cultivation level of a cultivator. However, she needed to recover slowly, and she also got this cultivation secret book, which was considered a blessing among misfortunes. In the world of Wuji, the arrogant Mo master of the Mo family vomited blood and died and found that he was wearing it on a baby. He immediately felt that everything was not good, but the bonus space still gave him some comfort. They said that the heir of the Mo family is the happiest person in the world. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. In the future, the entire [Supreme Realm] will be his. This guy is praised by the awesome people in the entire galaxy! As the two deepen their understanding of the Milky Way and the appearance of acquaintances from all walks of life in the Wuji world, the two increasingly feel that their time travel is not an accident, but a carefully planned conspiracy. Well, do they want to save the world? (The author has a psychological mysophobia, does not have a stallion or green tea, and is one-to-one with cleansing)
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Official(3)Scraped 4d ago
To be honest, it's pretty good! ! ! Hope it doesn't collapse. . .
Still very good! I feel really good,
Today is a beautiful spring day. I like you every day. Come on. .
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Official(3)Scraped 4d ago
To be honest, it's pretty good! ! ! Hope it doesn't collapse. . .
Still very good! I feel really good,
Today is a beautiful spring day. I like you every day. Come on. .






