Finn scolded: “No matter what your mission or identity is, how much suffering your mother has for you, you are all our children.”
Prince Feng Xiao thought for a while: “Should I stay in the world and honor you?”
Brooke waved his hand: “Forget it, you’re right, we are all people with a mission, you give your mother a clear picture, when are you going?”
Prince Feng Xiao grinned: “It’s too early, it’s too early, I have to accompany my mother well, and the mother thinks I’m gone before I leave.”
Brooke looked at the little dumpling in his arms, such a white and fat fairy boy, how could she be willing to let him go.
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