Some people are not naturally willing to mix with others.

How good a person is, he comes and goes freely without worry, anyway, Fu Lingyun thinks so.

But a person also has a person's bad, when he is bored, he doesn't even have a person who can speak, he knows that he has a long life, but he should repay the kindness, and he is not as bitter as Linghe who needs to plan for hundreds of years, ordinary days are always boring, and he doesn't want to live that long.

So it's probably time to find a Blood Spellmaster.

Although he didn't want to live forever, he didn't want to live in a hurry at the moment, he just wanted to plan early.

Without the demon pestle, he was very uncomfortable, so he picked up a wooden stick and carried it on his back, the long journey was always tiring, and he was green from the grass and trees

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