He didn't know if it was because of this person's cowardice, but song qingxiao's originally gloomy mood due to the appearance of the East Qin anatta had been greatly improved by him.
She turned her head to look in the direction of the box. There was a bronze mirror there, and the mirror reflected a young girl's smiling face. She took a look and quickly returned to her expressionless face.
She allowed the man to clean up the house while mumbling to himself. She leaned against the box and released her divine sense.
This place seemed to be located at the peak of the mountain. It was not large, with several houses in between.
