The sun is scorching, and the cicadas are chirping.

The willow trees on the road gently blew with the breeze, but they did not bring a trace of coolness.

The two came to the temple very early.

Due to the hot weather, not many people come to burn incense and worship the Buddha.

Chu Xun wore a black narrow-sleeved robe, the cuffs were inlaid with embroidered gold thread auspicious clouds, and a red token hung around his waist, with a noble and loose temperament.

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Chapter 100 of "I Became the Palm of the Enemy" Pray God and worship Buddha, it is better to beg me is in the hand, please wait for a while,

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