Beloved little goldf

The young aunt's attire was rather peculiar. She wore a bleached white daoist robe, a wooden hairpin adorned her bun, and she held a talisman in her left hand while a sword rested in her right. Behind her, she carried an unfamiliar seven-star sword.,However, the little girl frowned and thought for a long time before she said, “But Wanwan doesn’t have a mother.”,He suddenly remembered his friend, who also seemed to have a sister who had been kidnapped and was still missing.。