Um? Time traveled! Damn it! Damn it! Luo Yuer felt that there were a hundred thousand divine beasts rushing through her heart. Damn it, I had a lot of happy life, but it was ruined in the hands of this thief God. She just wants to fly the stinky shoes from this body into God's face.
"Ah sneeze!"
An old man sitting far away in the sky sneezed hard. He rubbed his nose nonchalantly.
"Hmph, that old guy Taibai Xingjun must be thinking about his elixir?"
Little did he know that someone in the lower world was trying to throw the shoe at his face.
Uh-huh! ! ! !
Who will tell Luo Yu'er who is this young lady hugging her four-year-old thick legs? Why Mao kept calling her little lady.
Also, what the hell is that snot on my legs!
God! Come and strike me to death with thunder! ! !