Yellow Spring Expres

The little white tiger shook its little head vigorously out of fright. It was not edible, so don't eat it!,Although surprised by Yang Fan's careless brushwork, as her pen fell, Grandma Wu felt a shift in the other person's aura. The runes she painted faintly shimmered with gold.,Yang Fan stared intently as he put the talisman paper into the small lucky bag, pondering whether he should buy some of these lucky bags for himself too.。