There is a legend from a long time ago about the Hall of Talents.
On New Year's Day, it was windy and snowy.
Legend has it that the person himself, Xue Yu, has just woken up after being dead for three hundred years.
As a result, he was brutally imprisoned soon after he woke up.
Lu Li stared at Xue Yu and smiled heartily.
"But it's different for you. The only reason I have left will instinctively consider your feelings."
He took Xue Yu's hand, raised his eyebrows, and scraped his finger bones against the young man's red lips.
"But if you dare to escape again, your good martial arts will be wasted."
Xue Yu: "..." Purely sick lunatic.
Intention: The core is unstable and it is natural to go crazy.