bye."
only to see zhao xiaolu go to the west street, lin hui knew that she had gone home, he found an inn to sit down to eat, but just two minutes after sitting down to see a young man ing this way, lin hui saw only 17-year-old sitting in front of him, he had just had a war with a disciple of wan jianzong, although he was a little emba
assed, but he was very happy.
although the clothes he wears are not gorgeous, but his eye
ows are beautiful, wu ling's eyes, suddenly cage bloodthirsty ld, like the demons of the world, a pair of ice eyes can easily see through the hearts of the people, piercing the most weak in the bottom of his heart, the rner of the dance clothes.
lin hui can see from the demeanor that the young man sitting in front of him must be the elite disciple of tiandaozong. when he sat down, the whole person gave out a kind of king's air of megatron. although lin hui had some doubts, he was so emba
assed and why he was so happy. lin hui came to his zhuozi with an altar of wine and said, "excuse me, can you drink with you? yes, why can't you? if you can't sit with you, you like to be