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Dressed as a Black and Red Actress, I Became Popular Through Fortune Telling

White Seven Is Not Black

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Bai Qingyi, the most talented Taoist priest of Qingfeng Temple, closed and opened his eyes, and actually traveled through time and became the most obscure black and red actress on the entire Internet! Click on the hot search list and the sky will collapse! All are my own black and red hot searches! A black eye! Don't be shady first! The manager called me. If this variety show doesn't become popular, it will be over for the rest of my life! Taking a closer look, these people who came to the variety show are not good people! They all came to their own profession and tore them apart with their own hands! No one can escape! A little white flower who raises a kid to steal the luck of the original owner? Even the ghosts were torn apart! An actor who takes away people's lives but still looks like a father? This thing has five shortcomings and three shortcomings, and a slap in the face will make it honest! Creating a fortune-telling character and squeezing out the original owner's top male stars? As far as you are concerned, this is not as good as my dog! This offended all their fans and made them spray even more fiercely! It doesn't matter, start the live broadcast, the King of Hell's click mode, remember to answer when called, hehe, I lied to you, if you don't answer, something will happen. Some male netizens began to make daddy-like remarks, saying that such a woman cannot be married in our village, and no one wants her. It is a taboo to do such a thing, and she will be imprisoned in a pig cage! Come, let me see, what kind of village is so feudal and superstitious, and even soaks pig cages, and I will serve it to you and the whole village! As for not getting married? Please, how is this possible. The domineering and affectionate Ghost King, the talented little Taoist priest, the cold sharpshooter, and the Medicine God Gu King were following behind her all day long, holding her like a treasure, just to let her look at her twice more. Only the Crown Prince of Beijing was holding his child and crying silently in the corner: "Honey, are you going home for dinner tonight?"