The old farmer thought very well. He brought not only herbs, medicine mills, medicine stoves and so on, but also all kinds of things. His eyes brightened when he saw flowers like a stranger. For her, as long as she can make drugs, it is a good place no matter where she is.

you look at the busy figure of Hua Rumo at night and go forward, "Mo'er, let me help you. You promised that elder just to save me."

"no need!" Flowers such as a stranger without a trace of emotional voice even just face with the joy have been diluted.

you frown at night. There seems to be...