Monster Wizard Is the Choice

The golden, round gravel is covered with heat absorbed throughout the day, and is transferred crazily to a skinny, dark body. Ma Shu's still moist tongue quietly licked the dry and dehydrated lips. The rough touch made the tongue shrink in discomfort. He was wearing a large, torn and oil-stained reserve uniform, wrapped loosely around Ma Shu's body. The trouser legs and wrists were carefully rolled up with fine hemp ropes, just like farmers working in the fields. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.