The Lord was not happy either. To miss the hour would be a great disrespect to the gods of our ancestors.
"send someone to ask," the master said in a deep voice.
"they are coming," said Xia Chunli
Everyone toward the door look, see Xia Chunfeng support the limping glass slowly walk.
"What's... What's going on?" Yusuf asked in surprise.
Chun Feng said: "last night carelessly to the ankle sprain, think nothing serious, rubbing with wine, the result today up, swollen not like."
"that you still let her go to the ground, also very not sensible." You Shi Bo berates a way.
Glass lightly cu eyebrow, like endure pain, reluctantly exhibition Yan, Wen Wan Way: "Don't blame him, ancestor worship is a big thing, Hope didn't delay the hour just good."
Hou Ye see her like this still strong to come over, under the heart of the glass impression greatly improved, think of the child just don't understand, Wayward Point, the nature is still good.
