At that time, the woman showed an evil smile, like a poppy flower, flamboyant and charming...
I know she is not Ah Qi. My witchcraft... Is like a joke played on me by God.
"Do you know who you are?" I sneered, as much to her as to myself.
"Hehe... I... Hehe, do you think I am the Jinxiu you love, or the Ah Qi he loves?"
"Splendid"
"How clever! I thought I could lie to you for a little longer! How disappointing!"
Witch God, I, Min Junyuan, would like to use my last bones, blood and soul as a sacrifice to pray for Min Junyuan's health in all his life.
Conception: