Yellow Spring Expres

Just now, the little white tiger who had been hiding at home all along finally came out for a stroll. Seeing the chicks and ducklings released in the yard, it was somewhat excited and wanted to jump in and play with them.,Although surprised by Yang Fan's careless brushwork, as her pen fell, Grandma Wu felt a shift in the other person's aura. The runes she painted faintly shimmered with gold.,Without her needing to signal, Wu Zhenghao by the side carefully reached out with both hands and took over the drawn talisman. Yang Fan immediately drew a second one.。