Lady Xian Fei
There's a half-blind mother above, and a baby brother waiting to be fed below
As the pillar of the family, Lin Huangjiu expressed that he didn't want to enter an immortal sect and achieve great success.
I hope that everything will go smoothly in the family, harvest wheat in spring and rice in autumn, and occasionally brew fruit wine and eat meat.
Just as the days were going smoothly in the direction that he was satisfied with, God wanted to interfere.
Smash the Peerless Codex on her head…
After three seconds of silence, Lin Huangjiu put the Codex into his pocket.
He also expressed that since even the heavens could not bear to see his unambitious appearance, then he would show it!
Demon King Rong Su had just taken over, she was beautiful and wild, and she liked to eat food that was based on her taste, such as…
The newly born rabbit cub from the opposite side, the level 8 Silver Flood Dragon of the East Sea, and the level 9 White Sword Tiger in the depths of the Azure Billow Forest…
He had committed too many sins. If he wasn't careful, he would be attacked by a group of insects. It was too troublesome to deal with the insects. He planned to tear the space and sneak away. However, he didn't expect to step into the space fragment. Not only was he heavily injured, but he also fell unconscious.
When she woke up, she was a smooth egg.
What made his teeth ache the most was that he, who had turned into an egg, smashed into a little girl's head and almost became the raw material for the green pepper scrambled egg!
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.