HOÀN THÀNH
Fairy Bones Among the Dust
I am the real genius wandering outside. Even though we were found, we were still not loved and were thrown back to our hometown to be raised. It wasn't until I was eighteen years old that the angel cried and wanted to become a monk. But the number of people brought to the world of cultivating immortals is still one person short. The golden man rolled his eyes and said: "Father, mother...
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