[Douluo] Different Colors

After all, Holy Soul Village is also a very ordinary and remote small village. But if you ask it, it won't know why it becomes extraordinary... Well, the owner of the pub who arrived three years ago began to understand that everything was about to begin after he welcomed a regular customer and saw a thin child who often did morning exercises. Wei Shengxuan lowered his hood, revealing a lazy expression on his nearly half-covered face. The afternoon sun shines through the leaves of the elm trees in front of the wine house, casting flecks of gold onto the black hood. Even such a weird outfit seems harmonious and beautiful in such a situation. After feeling slightly dazed, he walked back to the wine house. After pouring out a pot of osmanthus wine, he poured the wine slowly one glass at a time. The white porcelain wine glass between the pale and slender fingers, everything becomes so beautiful, I said, Lord, do you dare to let me have some leisure time? In such a situation, Wei Shengxuan couldn't help but collapse.