Music System in a Cultivation World: What the F*ck

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"demon cultivators," junior brother hissed, noticing a symbol drawn in blood on the largest hut of the village. "they haven't been gone for long." he clenched his fist and looked at the sky. "let's go, senior brother."

i looked down at the doll again. there was ash on half of the doll's face and its hair was burned off.

remembering my own sister, i felt anger swell up in me.

those f*ckers better be ready.

i may not know how to use my powers, but i'll f*cking screw them over anyway. @@