Lin Xiaozhi, a handsome pseudo-celestial master, was in his twenties and eighties. Suddenly one day, he wore it. It was not the ancient times he had dreamed of for many years, but the future of nearly three thousand years in 2013. Am I wrong?
Where is my beautiful wife like a flower, where is my Qingyun Avenue?
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It's okay to suddenly become illiterate. The problem is——
What happened to this man?
Where have my three wives and six concubines gone?
Wow, I hate scheming men the most.
Master, I'd better go back.