"The former county envoy and Martial Emperor, to make it clear, at that time Lin Zida was definitely under control."
"My victor is Lin's arrogance."
"Brother, this son needs to vent his anger for me."
Lu Xi cried aloud and burst into tears over Lu Gang's crying.
Lu Yan looked at Lu Qian's pained face, listening to Lin's arrogance. Lu Qian's eyes were deep, and he liked to tremble. He took a bath and said, "Rest assured, little Qian doesn't regard Lin Shuhao as today's Adou."
Lu Xi cried out, "Do you believe it?"
Taking a napkin, Lu Yan wiped Lu Xi's eyes and cried, "Don't you believe your brother has come back?" I didn't arrogantly watch Lin.
Lu Xi nodded to a brother who was a worshipper. In her eyes, her brother was the pride of Qinggang City, still the force of the storm.
