Looking at the leaf dust, Lin Chuxue's pupil can't help contracting a few times. Is this really a 15-year-old boy with such firm will?

In the face of Bai Yudong, he remained calm; in the face of himself, he was still as plain as water. Now, in the face of Bai Zhenhua in the Yuan Dynasty, he still looked at the clouds and clouds with a smile, as if he could not even frown when the sky collapsed and the earth split.

"Open your mouth to a beast, close your mouth to a beast, it is clear that you do not put my white house in your eyes, then you...