The Palaces of the Twelve Sacred Beasts

The soldier at home made the best official bag. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

His bright floor shone under light.

He flashed gray-white hair, shook on the ancient oil, went to the round corridor, and reached the cellar's castle.

He examined the year of production and looked for the sweetest smell in the dusty wine.

When he got out, he had another silver.

He spread his back straight and showed himself elegantly to the castle he knew well. Very ambiguous, the song rhythm echoed from the other side of the castle.

Melody slowly penetrates in each corner of the castle like fluvial water.

As he progressed, the song became more clear. The goddess stopped at the door of sandalwood. He retired three times and then opened the door entering the room.

In Ghana, there was a small blue sky in the French window.

When trees are decorated, the storm falls behind the window. It rained from the roof so that the rain can be watched under the light of the lamp.

While sitting on an antique sofa show, Xiu Eram silently listened to the lost rhythm in her soul and turned attention to the housewife.

"Everything is ready, Master." The gentleman went well.

"Well, I have it."

"Captain, do we wake him up?"

"I do not have to do that, I'm waiting for him here, you have to relax".

"Teacher …"

"I had already thought, I let him go, this is the only way that I can compensate the mistake and repay him.

The agreement danced with sadness and long-term feelings.

The mistress could not feel a beating. What if this man leave our precious master?

He gradually returned to the door. He asked in a low tone before closing it

"Captain, do you regret it?"

Excuse me … …? Xiu Er was thundering over the sky at night and omitted the shade on the wall.

It was not pale if it was a blow to him or if the person approaching him would eventually become a shadow.

"What can I still wait for …"

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Gu Ting Yu felt he had slept for a long time.

It was the first time I slept very calmly when he left Bai Zhi Ao.

Since Bai Zhi Ao, Gu Ting Yu believed that even what happened in the future would end.

For some time, his loud, gray eyes appeared in his heart.

Gu Ting Yu felt that his body was hard.

He had feelings about this guy … it was complicated. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

Perhaps his dictatorship was that his fate was like a wolf. Perhaps this was due to his difficult past, it was probably the demand of old people who finally woke up. Gu Ting Yu felt he could not hate this man.

Yet he was a stranger.

The world behind the window was sometimes black darkness like thunder and thunder. Gu Ting Yu was soon hungry, he slept and decided to look for food in the palace.

Gu Ting Yu did not know that the castle was so great that he had lost his way.

Then he started the stairs and could hear what goes out of the wall.

Gu Ting Yu in the dark corridor explored the original sound from there. And it has become clear that it is a work full of melancholy and sadness.

Then Gu Ting Yu was in front of the room. I heard the sound out of the room.

When he hesitated, he suddenly opened, either to knock the door or not.

Xiu Er stood at the entrance and put on sapphire blue clothes. He watched Gu Ting Yu quietly and ran emotions in his heart. And finally he went: "Entrance" This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.