The Southwest Auspicious was eating bamboo and suddenly felt a bit melancholic.
That period of time was truly joyful.
The young man was free-spirited, and the little girl was stubbornly principled.
The descendants of the one who killed Qiongqi lived casually and freely, while the man who slashed open the heart of the Fei Beast with one strike was solemn and quiet.
Those who were high-spirited at that time must have all turned to white bones by now.
After all, that was three hundred years ago.
Forget it, at this point, let's have something to eat first.
Bang!
Xuanhu Mountain Lord was dissatisfied with the Southwest Auspicious laying flat, she sharpened her claws and teeth, pounced towards the Southwest Auspicious, who was biting bamboo shoots, slapped Xuanhu under its palm, and stroked her like a cat.
The golden bird's beak glowed with a golden ray, pecking at His body.
Completely useless.
