
Tianyun Xianze
About This Novel
The girl woke up, looked up at the sky, and couldn't help asking three major questions in life. Who I am? Where am I? What do I want to do? The slovenly old Taoist pinched his beard with his hand and asked with a smile: "Little girl, are you interested in becoming my teacher? I will lead you to become an immortal." The girl curled her lips and said, "I don't want it!" "Why?" The old Taoist asked doubtfully. "You are so ugly..."
What Readers Think
Rating
Community(0)
Official(4)Scraped 5d ago
Come on duck
I also want to write online articles. Come on, the author, go, go, go!
Come on duck
Come on come on! The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold!
Rating
Community(0)
Official(4)Scraped 5d ago
Come on duck
I also want to write online articles. Come on, the author, go, go, go!
Come on duck
Come on come on! The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold!


