The boy flashed a ray of chill in his eyes and rushed to him with a cry. He pointed at him and said, "Just this kid? What can he pull? Apart from being a little taller than me, where is he better than me? Are they rich, powerful or powerful?

The witch horse snowdrifted coldly and hummed, "In my eyes, he is better than you in everything. What are you dragging?"

"Old... I want to stand alone with you. If it's a man, don't refuse it." The boy roared. (Ha-ha, these lines are common lines in countless novels, brothers don't mind.)

Of course, Hanzi knows that the witch horse drifting...