The low-level fairy couldn't move when he saw the shiny little thing, but he happened to be interested in the glowing scales on the forehead of the aloof and cold Master Xian Ao. He couldn't take it by force, so why couldn't he outwit it... The little fairy secretly hid the knife in his hand, showing a smile, oh no, a smile.
I have been writing this short story for two or three years. I have revised it several times and finally posted it. I hope someone can read it!
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