to the last day of the twelfth year of the A.D.

Early in the morning, the Zhu Mansion compound.

Zhu Chengjun, who was dressed in a white fox fur, stood alone in the backyard after the snow, his figure as tall as a mountain.

Zhu Chengjun, who had been standing in the courtyard for a long time, moved his gaze lightly, looking at everything in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze.

There was no wind or snow this morning, and the owner of this mansion did not have the habit of planting crooked neck trees in the courtyard before the construction of this mansion. There is a tree planted between the four walls, which is a capital 'sleepy' word, and it seems that the owner of this yard is still ......

Chapter 0180 of "The Lord: Fu Yuan" The new year is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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