I am the master soul

They were all farmers who made a living by tilling the soil. None of them had much surplus grain at home.,Shouldn't he be a fairy-like figure with an ethereal bearing and the elegance of a crane, with youthful features Even if not, he should at least be refined and courteous.,The old village head's head detached from his stooped body, soaring high before rolling down, a spurt of blood reaching several feet, the metallic and sweet scent filling the air.。