Cultivation! ! Laughing so Much That You Can Hit the Bed! ! ! No CP Heartthrob! !
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I want to read a book similar to "The Evil Disciples Want Me to Die". I'm looking for a heroine with a funny personality, a fairy tale that's relatively cheesy, and the best thing is one with no CP and a bit of a heartthrob! ! Be well-written
She raised her hand and waved, and the golden and red spider silk condensed into a shadow of the grand scene of the Moon Palace: the thousand-year-old osmanthus trees blocked the sky and the sun, the Qiong Tower was filled with light, the Jade Rabbit pounded medicine and the fairy fragrance overflowed, the sea of clouds in Guanghan Palace rolled like brocade, and Chang'e's colorful feathers when she danced, a glimpse of it was touching. "Fairy, look, the beauty of this moon palace is unique to the three realms. It is packaged as
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
This old pig's shank meat is so tired that it becomes a pig! Whoever likes to walk on this broken path can walk! "Tang Monk was riding a white dragon horse. His clean cassock was spotless, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering. He was full of fairy spirit. He slowly reined in the horse, turned around, and glanced at me with a pair of compassionate eyes. His tone was slow and leisurely, but it had its own training buff: "Bajie, practice lies in persistence. How can you give up lightly because of a little fatigue? The bumps on the road are all opportunities to temper your character.
Master, Master, you can break the world of mortals, but I can't break it. You were born to worship the Buddha, and I was born to worship the family. What you pursue is the true fruit of the Western Heaven and the Eternal Lotus Platform. What I pursue is a bright world with people waiting for me to go home. But I can't say these words. If you tell me, no one will understand, and if you tell me, it will only be regarded as wishful thinking and greed. The world laughs at me for being so perverted, but I laugh at me and the world can't see through it. They think I fall in love with everyone I see and covet their beauty. But who knows? From beginning to end, there are only two people that I am really attracted to in this life. One is aloof, cold and compassionate