Yellow Spring Expres

Wu Zhenghao came back to his senses and noticed the other person's displeasure. He immediately shifted his gaze and apologized.,As if aware, she lowered her head to glance at it, a faint smile playing on her lips, gently stroking its little head.,With the last stroke complete, the brush was lifted. A golden light flashed across the talisman script on the yellow paper, the symbols writhing and dancing as if alive.。