He is his master, but he is also the culprit of his clan slaughter.
He tried every possible means to go to Juejin Mountain just for revenge, but when the owner of that frail face called him, he couldn't move.
He knew clearly that he was a poisonous poppy, but he never looked back.
If a moth flies into the flame, it will be burned.
"You clearly know that's not what I want to hear... Xiao Zigui, even if you lie to me, you still don't want to say you love me, right... Well, go to hell..."
"Have you ever thought about the suffering that little guy suffered for you? You picked off his immortal bones but healed his wounds. You knew his intentions but asked me to take him away. Xiao Zigui, you are so cruel!"
"I'm not afraid that he will blame me, Shui Yan. Only if he hates me and blames me will he stay away from me. I can't get close to him, I can't control myself to touch him. Chen'er is still young and can't distinguish between admiration and love. I don't blame him, but what about me? The trembling in my heart after touching him, I hate myself like this. I am not only an immortal, not only his master, I am also a man..."
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If my wife insists on updating 3,000 yuan a day, she will never pounce. It will be easier to pounce if there are more pitfalls and fewer pitfalls.
If my wife insists on updating 3,000 yuan a day, she will never pounce. It will be easier to pounce if there are more pitfalls and fewer pitfalls.