Fantasy About Cultivating Immortals Is Shameful but Useful

During the years of being raised, everyone was locked in a 'pen', and pigs and dogs were not as good as... Xu Fugui was lying on the kang, and the officials drained the gurgling blood from his body. While her hands were roaming around Li Xianglan's ass, she was teasing Xu Sanren. "Officer, please stop slapping me. If you swat me again, you will die..." The mute cry echoed in Fugui's ears, which was in a state of confusion. His left hand firmly grasped the only valuable ancient ring on his body. After traveling to this world for so long, only it can listen to the deepest secrets in Fugui's heart. No, it shouldn't be said to be this world, but the small courtyard, because he has never walked out of here. He has never even had a concept of what this world is like... It's a pity that he will never have the chance to see it again, The blood on the body dries little by little, and the consciousness becomes more and more blurred... Xu Fugui took one last look at the dilapidated wooden house and the officials' disgusting but pretended to be righteous faces, and slowly closed his eyes. If I had known before I traveled through time, I should have spent all my money and experienced the love of an eighteen-year-old in one night...