I became powerful la

Wei Tu sat on a stone outside the stables, took out a dry tobacco pipe from his waist, stuffed some dried tobacco leaves into the brass pipe bowl, lit it with fire paper and puffed a few times.,The face in the basin kept changing, Weitu's appearance had grown older, from a youthful weariness to truly becoming an old man with crow’s feet and white hair.,Firstly, martial arts are difficult. Without the corresponding aptitude, it is hard to achieve anything.。