"In fact, it has never been a demon, it is the sincerity of Yujiao, not because of hatred and refusal to become a god, because only the children of Fusang God can grow up here." The saint lay on her grandmother and cried loudly, "It was I who destroyed his last kindness with my own hands." ”

Shangguan Ning asked what he had always wanted to ask, "Can you tell who of them is who?" ”

The saint replied with some hesitation, "Hmph~ Actually, in the end, I can't tell who is who, but I know that the purest one for me is the jade frame." ”

Shangguan Ning really admired the shamelessness of ridiculing the saintess, "You are really courageous." ”

The saint stroked her long snow-like hair, "yes, how old does it take......

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