"Throw away the back mountain!"
Sitting on the dragon throne in the hall of the Immortal Palace, Luo Yuan closed his eyes and waved his black gold sleeves.
Luo Yuan took out a handkerchief embroidered with a mermaid from his arms, wiped his fingers carefully one by one, then slowly folded the handkerchief and stuffed it into his arms.
With a "squeak" sound, the door was closed.
In the main hall, Luo Yuan walked down slowly! A finger lifted her chin.
"Where's Que'er?"
"Your Majesty..."
The cold wind was mixed with the sound of rustling leaves, and in the thick fog in the mountains, countless ghosts and ghosts roared and rustled.
"Ah~um~~No, please A-lan!"
A bewitching and embarrassing cry for mercy
"Xiao Yu'er, your good disciple is here!" Luo Yuan lay on Liu Ruoshui's back and whispered in his ear.
"No, no, you go..." Liu Ruoshui struggled desperately in the water, tears of humiliation streaming down her face, and the drops turned into shark beads and slid down the spring pool.
"Tsk, tsk, look at your shark beads, which are almost filling up this hot spring. Is it so comfortable? Huh???" Emperor Zhutian's body suddenly accelerated at this time, and the sound of the surging water became louder.
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This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
