C854 Heaven's Board
Xu Ping Ping held Zhuge Qingyun's answer in his hand and looked carefully.
Zhuge Qingyun, on the other hand, had a calm expression. He even took out a folding fan from his pocket and gently shook it.
The picture of the folding fan was a picture of the rain in Jiangnan Town. It had quite a charm!
After Xu Ping finished reading, he could not help but laugh. "Zhuge Qingyun of the Charity Temple