He dressed in blue and brought disaster to the world. No one knew his name. When talking about him, he only said a word of pity. This kind of cultivation...
He was a beggar who lost his father and mother when he was young. He lived in the open air every day and hated every false person in the world.
Tsing Yi skillfully set up the world, counted all the sentient beings in the three realms, counted all the three thousand worlds, and counted all the three thousand worlds, except for the little beggar's only place of refuge in his already corrupt heart.
"Lord, if, I mean if one day I break the agreement with the Lord, will the Lord kill me too?"
"Lord,"