"Master, Master Gu Lang, he took away all the elixirs I refined. Master Gu Lang made the floor I just swept dirty again." Ever since Gu Lang passed through this book, Lingfeng Peak has never been quiet. Wherever Gu goes, there must be a lot of excitement. Seeing these complaints As a disciple, Jiang Qinggui twitched the corner of his mouth, so he carried Gu Lang on his shoulders and flew away under the watchful eyes of everyone. The fellow disciples were in a mess in the wind. The next day, Gu held his waist and muttered something. The sharp-eyed junior sister noticed the clues and smiled like an aunt.
Intent: Gentle and doting love
