Listen, bong-yun is still there crying, crying, crying, crying, screaming, and waving his hand. "All right, all right, I hate those things, too. You can rest assured that I will handle what you should do and do for you!"
Hearing Cao Xing’s words, Feng Yun’s excited and irritable heart calmed down a little. The next day, Cao Xing came to the best posthouse in Bianyun County. Now the posthouse…