Going down the mount

Inside the main hall, Zhouzhou sat on the ground, using both her hands and feet to tightly hold onto Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's forehead was smooth, but she wore a worn-out Taoist robe that had been washed white and was patched up everywhere, making her look like a little beggar.,Saying that, he took out a copper mirror from his bosom and handed it to her.,Zuo Zuo instantly reacted, it must be because of her "poverty destiny" again.。