Yangxi down, dusk is still, small green water side.

"master, it's now the border of Zixue, Luoyang City." I was so tired that I started to dry my lips day and night on the way.

the man in white covered his face with yarn and said nothing.

"master child." It's really urgent. If the master doesn't eat or drink any more water, how can he bear it? Isn't he just going to the banquet of the emperor of Zixue? Lord is not the future of our country. Alas, Lord will say that he is talkative later.

"shadow, find the inn." In three words and two words, you can go to...