Ziyufeng twists his neck with his hand. Come back again. The labor and capital have not yet made enough moves. The army was quiet for a while, and a slightly clear voice rang out: "the last general, willing to go up and learn some moves." This is a young man, eighteen or nine. A young general is a veteran.

ziyufeng looks at the person in front of him, his eyes are very bright. It's good. I like it. The corner of the mouth raised the smile of daily torture.

all the people sitting in the audience, wipe the cold sweat on their forehead. What's the little fox's idea, Amitabha. Bless...