His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his thin lips were cold, and his expression was filled with a solemn look. There are several immortals from all over the world who know the inner knowledge, Liao Liao. However, everyone who knows the immortal master Xian'e who knows it all says that I have the name of longing for him.
Death, or death. I was a little bit excited, so much so that I felt eager to wait.
Just, I don't know. Is he going to use that on me - Ningruo Xiaoling?
If it is like that, I think there is no need to trouble Mr. Si Mingxing to write Sansheng for me.