C84 In His Previous Life He Had Been a Proud Son of Heaven

Leng Bufan slowly swept the leaves in front of the tomb. It was autumn now, and more and more leaves were falling in front of the tombstone.

Leng Bufan only came once every ten days, but now, he had to come once every three days.

"Who is our Martial Ancestor sweeping the tomb for? Wind and Rain Unhindered! It's simply like this. "

A young and tender child asked his senior sister beside him