C1769 The Meeting Is over
Fairy Kong Sang was still fantasizing that God Emperor might come to fetch her back, so she did not cry or cry. On the desolate island, the one hundred years that passed was not time, but youth, but beauty. On the desolate island, the one hundred years that passed were not time, but loneliness like the tide.
However, Fairy Kong Sang persisted and passed countless long nights. However