In ancient times, the legends and bloodlines passed down by the ancient surnames were known to everyone in the world. Everyone went to Moli Island to crusade, but they didn't know that at this moment, the master of Xiaoyao Pavilion was drunk in Wenrou Township.
Liuxian had coveted this fox ten years ago. Now, the fox was finally his.
The little fox was dressed in red clothes. His crystal eyes were rippling with blue waves. While stroking Liu Xian's hair, he said: "Brother Liu Xian..."
Liuxian:...... Can you bear this? If you can bear this, you are not a man!
After a battle, the little fox was still floating in the spring breeze, and the blue waves were unabated... "Brother Liuxian..."
Come on, I can't bear it!
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The little fox gently stroked the piano, and a sultry sound came to Liuxian's ears. Liuxian was making tea at the table at the moment. He looked up at her with a lot of love in his eyes, and opened his lips lightly, "The ancient Taoist immortal is sleeping in the gentle breeze on his sleeves, and he is sleeping in the shallow water of the river. Holding hands under the moon shadow tree, the stars are shining to tell the immortal. The green wine in your heart is the one you love, and we will meet each other in the moonlight night."
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Intention: Trust each other, be profound to each other, love each other, cherish each other