After the lich fought its last battle, the fate of the stars dispersed. I rubbed my newly condensed fingers and touched the outer door of Biyou Palace. The leader of Tongtian Cult is not picky in recruiting disciples, but the last page of the roster gets cold quickly. If the top three flowers are cut off from the list of gods, they will have to kneel as dogs in the heaven. When Zhao Gongming was squatting at the door of the alchemy room, eating melon seeds, I squeezed Xing Wen's hot palm - Boyikao hadn't become a god yet, so I would hold the position of Emperor Ziwei for him first.
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A taste of short drama
Pure fun, one hundred chapters exchange for books
Everything is written and written.
I don't know how the author managed to write the first 99 chapters of the book but everything after that was so messed up that it looked like a sand sculpture.
Why are there so many ＊＊? Is it because prohibited words are not allowed to be beaten? It affects the perception too much.
A taste of short drama
Pure fun, one hundred chapters exchange for books
Everything is written and written.
I don't know how the author managed to write the first 99 chapters of the book but everything after that was so messed up that it looked like a sand sculpture.
Why are there so many ＊＊? Is it because prohibited words are not allowed to be beaten? It affects the perception too much.