A little bird covered in flames, struggling in a purple miasma, the little bird screamed sadly in its beak, and Dao Sansheng looked at this funny little bird and shook his head.

I don't know if it's that stupid bird that came to this place again, it's really as stupid as the owner, it reminds me of the last time...

Chapter 113 of "The Inventor of Immortal Cultivation in the Other World" Fat Jiu appeared is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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