Who said you can't have feelings in practice, not to mention that what I cultivate is not an immortal, but a demon.
Love is a word that is confused and confused. The word "demon" can be understood a little bit.
Who says you can't be awesome without a golden finger if you become a monk halfway through? Let's see how I, Mo, relying on my understanding and practicing cultivation, swept through the world of immortals, took over the world of demons, and walked towards the life of a royal sister.
This article is sweet, the heroine and the male protagonist are the same, this is a sweet article.
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Finally, I would like to dedicate this document to the author's favorite star king, Tianshu.
Dedicated to my lovely little cousin, may you grow up healthily like the little white poplar.