As a potted small succulent, I was raised by the male owner
[This article belongs to the unit story, the trickle of water is long, the pure tsundere witty heroine vs the dedicated and decisive male protagonist] The small fleshy white lamp, not repaired, not long, has no five senses, falls into the world, there is a full of aura and true qi, and it is not usable.
In the midst of displacement, he was picked up by the male protagonist, and he was well maintained, Bai Xiaodeng didn't see his appearance yet, why did he die?
The funny thing is that for the sake of its master, it ruined the way of cultivating immortals, and insisted on borrowing corpses as people. Every day, I am afraid that I will fail and die in the world, so I have to work hard to live.
Ladies and gentlemen, walk by, don't be stingy to click to read, ask for receiving~
