My dear, my third uncle from the garden has been suffering from bad luck for several lifetimes! Accepting an evil disciple! Third Uncle Yuan helplessly held his forehead, looking at the mess in front of him, he felt that the 128-year-old blood could spray out more than eight feet high.
"Master!" Xue Zijian ran towards Uncle Yuan with a happy face.
Uncle Yuan just felt that it was strange, this apprentice must have done nothing!
After a while, I saw Xue Zijian being chased and beaten: "Traitor, I will beat you to death!"
"Master, I was wrong!" But I dare you next time!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
