PREVIEW
... I Want a Tuft of Its Fur
Shen Mo gave a faint smile and simply nodded.
He hadn’t expected to run into Hu Xinyue so soon.
He’d thought he would have to search the bottom of the abyss for quite a while.
A glance toward her arms revealed the pure white little beast she was holding.
Just a few glances at its beast profile told him everything he needed to know about its rarity.
This beast was called "Zesheng," just like the "Shijie" species—it was a vo ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




























