I really am the vill

"My ideal man is a world-renowned hero. One day, he will be clad in golden armor and ride on seven-colored clouds, appearing before me in a grand spectacle!",Xu Zimo felt a familiar breath from inside the bead. Suddenly, his eyes widened, as if he had thought of something incredible.,Xu Zimo knew that at this time, his father must have found him to talk about cultivation.。