Ten thousand people need the Fountain of Youth, one hundred thousand people need the Fountain of Youth, everyone in the world needs the Fountain of Youth...but he doesn't need it.

He really doesn't need it.

He himself is immortal and immortal.

Immortal.

He put down the boat, and then quickly paddled towards the island, his beloved pure land of soul.

"Do you miss me?" He got off the boat, stepped on the sand of the white sandbank, and walked towards the bare-booted man.

The woman held her boots, smiling and moaning. The two met, hugged, and then kissed.

This was a wet, deep kiss with tongues stuck into each other's mouths, intertwined together, continuous and continuous, and even breathing skills needed to be used to breathe. The kiss was so dark that it lasted forever.

Until both of them calmed down.

That's when it stopped.

"I miss you……"

"I guess so..."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then started to talk about the topic.

"That boy must have made an agreement with them, and they colluded together!" The undead immediately came to a conclusion: "I knew him a long time ago. Don't you know who he was back then? Even I dare...

Hell, I ignored the fountain he owned. He's still like this

Such greed and insufficiency. When will his heart come to an end, he should dig out his heart. Let him know my pain!" Without the heart, it is very painful, and only love can make everything feel better.
Chapter completed!