Thousands of years ago, on a night of heavy rain, a little fox demon was born bringing blood from the sky.
The tribesmen all thought that this was an ominous sign. Less than an hour after the fox demon was born, his tribe drowned him in the water.
She entered the reincarnation immediately after she was born. Qing San didn't know where her name came from, nor did she know why she could speak. Anyway, that's how good she was when she saw Po Meng.
So for a while, I was not given Meng Po soup.
Qing San is the same person. He finds that he is good at everything, but he must avenge himself.
Those tribesmen who raised their hands in favor of killing him will have nothing to do with it. Who is that idiot standing in the way?
The fool looked cold, handsome, and cold, but he never made a move when he faced him with a knife.
Qing San smiled and said: \\\"Come on, chop me down.\\\"
I don't know how long I've been disgusted by this person, but somehow I fell in love with him. I don't know why I suddenly hugged each other and rolled on the bed together. The guy actually said: \\\"It hasn't changed, it's always like this no matter what.\\\"
Qing San has admitted it, and he will let the wind take his revenge or not, but does God have to let him know how ominous it is to be born with blood and blood?
Ever since, Master Qingsan has become the target of thousands of people again.
I didn't care about amusing myself, but I didn't see the eyes of a very possessive person getting darker and darker.
He was so tired that he almost collapsed due to the endless grievances and hatreds. He still stood coldly, but he couldn't stop someone from saying "I believe in you" so softly.
Just leave it to him.