The boss of the demon world fell in love with the flower of the snow ridge in the world of immortality, and then chased her.
Everyone in the Demon Realm: Come on, Demon Lord, the Demon Realm needs a wife to support the stronghold.
Everyone in the world of cultivating immortals: Oh, the immortal must be above
At this time in the Snow Domain Palace, Yuan Tiao lay softly on Xue Ji's body, not wanting to move her fingers. Looking at the face so close to her, Yuan Tiao complained crazily, a bunch of bastards, is this your Immortal Master who doesn't get close to fireworks?
Xue Ji: It's distracting. It seems like I'm not working hard enough [honest face]
Kite Cry:. . . . . .
Probably because of being overly sentimental and serious.