Mo Yuan, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy squatting on the shore, his head bowed, a depressed expression on his face.

Ding dong!

He was in a depressed mood, and he kept throwing stones at Moyuan.

"My second young master, why did you come here. The eldest young master and the third young lady were about to be picked up by the immortal cultivators of Ceres. They want to see you before they leave home. ”

A man dressed as a servant performed light feats and ran to the young man's approach.

juvenile

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