Peach blossom is like water, and the climate is falling fast. The old urchin on the mountain can't bear the loneliness at last. He seems to be playing in the attic.

"wind, come to meet your Shifu Zu." Junfan, who is quite immortal, roars with his arms akimbo under the small building, destroying his temperament.

in addition to the unique smile and speechless study of the terrain around the eight sides, everyone else rolled their eyes and thought the same thing: "I absolutely don't admit that the next person is my master."

ziyufeng jumped down the stairs with a naughty smile and hugged the old naughty boy's waist: "my grandfather,...