When he woke up, Yang Yuan found himself reborn.
When he was one year old, “Ah, not only rebirth, but also transmigration.”
At the age of three, “Goldfinger is finally in place!”
Portable space is handy.
Fourteen years old, “What the hell is my golden finger?”
Yang Yuan screamed in the sky…
Thirty-year-old, Yang Yuan, who was hugging from left to right, stood on Emperor Tread Peak, pointing to the vast land, “This is the country that I have conquered!”
Omg, golden fingers are so fragrant!
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