Dao Ji was suddenly shocked, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart, she was willing to drink with me? But he was very fast, and his heart sank again, and she was probably very depressed in her heart.

Seeing the hesitation on Daoji's face, the white bird bent down to pick up the jade carved rabbit, followed the incense breeze, and came to Daoji's warm pavilion. Seeing a table of good wine and good food, Yan Ran smiled and said, such good wine and good food, the Taoist chief is willing to do it.

Bai Que saw that Dao Ji was wearing a gray robe, eight feet tall, his hands were above his knees, his eyebrows were like swords, the bridge of his nose was like a mountain, his mouth was as wide as the moon, and he had a white goose egg face. I secretly applauded in my heart, such a man was born a little more handsome than a woman. Again......

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