Jianghu Luocao

With a gentle smile on his flawless and handsome face, Luo Tianyou, dressed in a white suit, appeared before Luoluo's eyes like a god in the bright sunshine and the gentle spring breeze. "Pah, pah..." Mr. Luoluo's saliva flowed all over the floor, and his eyes shone like never before! If you change that dazzling white suit into a white robe with dragon patterns twisted on the sleeves, and replace the unsightly short ear-length hair with smooth black waist-length hair, when the wind blows, the clothes will flutter, and the hair will be fluttering. If you are a good gentleman, you must never make a noise! Many years later, the great Lord Luoluo finally understood a truth through his own blood and tears: some grasses cannot be harvested...