"Squeak, squeak..."

There was a bitter breeze in the wind, and the other one landed at the window along the breeze, and the swallow shielded the sun with its wings for the first swallow.

Tilting Willow turned his head slightly, and said incoherently:

"I... How can I be a living Buddha? Isn't the Living Buddha always a small tree? ”

After speaking, tears fell from his clean and flawless face, his small mouth opened slightly, and he looked at his younger brother in disbelief.

Although I am stupid, I understand what the Living Buddha represents...

"One person: Cao Weiying's soul, challenge the top!" Chapter 201: Bitterness in the Wind is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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