C241 Power of Speech

It was the Pang Qianfeng Halberd, which had been spread wide open. The sunlight reflected the light, locking the green, the rain collected a cold green color. Skinny rattan wrapped around the old tree, ancient ferry-crossing. Cultivating bamboo, pines, thousands of years of evergreen bullying the Blessed Land, strange flowers and auspicious grass, the four hours do not thank the sea