Martial Cultivator

Xilu left the high priest's residence and returned to the royal city.

Walking in the deserted royal city, Xilu thought about many things, and finally returned to the Wutong Palace. He took a look at the Wutong tree. After stepping into the palace, he came to the woman lying in the room and looked at himself. As the mother-in-law, Xilu's face finally changed from the indifference that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, but became extremely gentle.

What are you doing? Congmuhuang Xiaoyandui

Continue reading Dusizhang. Zong Heng'er said that he would be replenished on the 24th! !

In front of his mother and concubine, Xilu seemed not to be a demon princess, not the most amazing young demon clan of this generation, but just a daughter.

A daughter who longs for her mother-in-law to open her eyes and look at her again.

Xilu's eyes were slightly moist, and Xilu, who put his hand on his mother's concubine, left the high priest's residence and returned to the royal city.

Walking in the deserted royal city, Xilu thought about many things, and finally returned to the Wutong Palace. He took a look at the Wutong tree. After stepping into the palace, he came to the woman lying in the room and looked at himself. As the mother-in-law, Xilu's face finally changed from the indifference that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, but became extremely gentle.

What are you doing? Congmuhuang Xiaoyandui

Continue reading Dusizhang. Zong Heng'er said that he would be replenished on the 24th! !

In front of his mother and concubine, Xilu seemed not to be a demon princess, not the most amazing young demon clan of this generation, but just a daughter.

A daughter who longs for her mother-in-law to open her eyes and look at her again.

Xi Lu's eyes were slightly moist, and he put his hand on his mother's concubine's breast.