I am the master soul

Tushan Jun came to the head of the village at the invitation of a bowl of thick porridge and half a loaf of white steamed bread.,Shouldn't he be a fairy-like figure with an ethereal bearing and the elegance of a crane, with youthful features Even if not, he should at least be refined and courteous.,Tushan Jun leaned against the transparent wall in terror, his chestnut eyes shrinking involuntarily.。