The soul of the ancestor who transcended the tribulation passed through the peasant girl, and the game started in barren mountains and thin fields. In his left hand, he planted fairy rice in the spiritual space, and in his right hand, he picked up an amnesiac sword master and worked as a long-term worker. I wanted to farm and raise fish leisurely, but the demon cultivator always came to kill me. Su Qinghe sighed: "I just want to be a quiet farmer." Mo Xuan put away his sword: "Madam, the land is hoeed, who will be chopped down tomorrow?"
