C2511 Root-tracing

The mountain people were simple and honest. Even though Li Chen was an outsider, his body was withered and withered, as if he would die soon. No one rushed him, and even the three dogs nearby would always bring him a bowl of hot soup.

Since his family had given him a child, naturally, he would not forget about him!

Pow!

The moment San Gouzi left, a withered palm grabbed his slender wrist