Time Seaweed (Author)

There was a magical blacksmith in the cultivation world, every piece of artifact that it forges captivated and even tipped the scale of balance of the world. Many cultivators waited at its door for months and even years just so they could get their hands on the scraps that the blacksmith throws out. As for…

Qin Fei: “Sorry, fried silkworm cocoons are sold out.” Miaojiang Yanshi seriously face: “Can gold silkworm cocoon be fried?” —— Qin Fei: “The octopus is also sold out.” The Octopus demon is calm and stretches out one leg: “just take it.” —— Qin Feihan Yan: “Do you still have some clams?” The diners with children…