He Daoqian, who rolled himself to death in the prosperous age, actually lay flat in the Northern Dynasty.
No matter who he was, he just lay down, but after taking a look at the jade statue, he made a crisp sound when he moved. Could it be that his joints were connected and he was really a clavicle? Come on, the collectively superstitious people of the Northern Dynasties don't find this sound sweet and melodious.
The macho man raised his head: What's the sound? What lady?
General of the Universe: You know you are in trouble, but you still don't stay honest.
Erzhu the Great Demon King: A bad omen? Ominous? I think the most beautiful music is not even half as good as hers.
The black otter watching the big devil fall:
She is just ominous, causing harm wherever she goes. From now on, He Daoqian, you should only focus on harming me.
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Purpose: To eradicate all kinds of internal conflicts and anxieties in troubled times