A mouthful of fat beef…I’ll wear it!
He had traveled to that mysterious and strange world of grave robbing.
With the system and the bloodline of the God race in hand, the cold-faced Prince Charming was my destined husband. From then on, the iron triangle became the golden four corners, shuttling through the various ancient tombs.
Chatting with dumplings, touching Underworld Artifacts, earning a small amount of money…
"Brother Qi Ling is my fiancé!”
"Yes! Yunyun is right!"
"Yunyun…"
"Brother Qi Ling, wait for me!"
A certain cold-faced male god nodded obediently, his pair of beautiful phoenix eyes following the lithe little girl.
In Miluotuo:
"Yunyun, shall we compete?"
"Alright!"
One was like a fairy, and the other was as handsome as a banished immortal. They smiled at each other and jumped into the Miluotuo Palace.
The Soaring Frost Sword and the black-gold ancient saber drew a beautiful arc in the air as they slashed at Mi Luotuo as if he was chopping vegetables and melons…
Wu Xie and Fatty were speechless.
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