Three Big Guys Begged Me in Front of Me, and My Unreliable Biological Father Asked Me to Take Them All In.

On the Immortal Punishment Pillar, Master knelt down, "Wanwan, it was my fault. I shouldn't have dug your heart out." The master knelt down: "I have been waiting for a thousand years, but I just ask you to look back at me." The demon king also knelt down: "Sister, go home with me, you can choose from the demon world's treasure trove." Three big guys who stomped their feet and made the world of cultivation tremble were kneeling in front of me, their eyes red. I was about to relent when a lazy voice came from behind me, "Girl, don't be in a hurry to choose." I turned around and saw that my biological father, who died a hundred million years ago, was leaning on the grave and eating melon seeds: "Take all three. Anyway, your mother took seven back then. Our family has this tradition." Me:? ? ? Master/Master/Demon Lord:? ? ? ? ? ? Demining: The author of this article failed to write a long novel, so I threw the scrapped outline into a short story. There is thunder, dog blood, very crazy, the past life of a Russian matryoshka doll, the previous life, the previous life, the previous life... The life. This outline is intended to be an epileptic article, but currently I have a relatively normal manuscript, which is not a little bit epileptic. I hope you can give me your opinion after reading this, and tell me what else can happen. In case the normal situation ends one day, I decide to expand the epilepsy article. . . . Epileptic writing is also a normal writing, and there will be no violations. For example, it won't cover anything below the neck. Don't worry, I won't give you anything. Intention: I have thrown up the outline of the epileptic article that I collapsed, and I will not rule out writing a long novel in the future.