Li Bawang collected a piece of suet-fat white jade in Xi'an Antique Street, which was cracked and covered with cobwebs. The golden-winged roc was carved so vividly that as soon as his fingertips touched it, golden light pierced his eyebrows. Then he opened his eyes and squatted in the palace grounds of the late Sui Dynasty, walking back and forth with a three thousand kilograms of golden lions in each hand, and the emperor's chopsticks fell into the soup bowl. System pop-up window: Sign in successfully, reward the remaining chapter of "Golden Winged Dapeng Dharma". He clutched the hot jade sign and said: First find a horse to try your hand at. Yuwen Chengdu's cold snort came from the distance. When Li Bawang stepped onto the dragon horse, his hammers were shining slightly.
