C787 The little taoist appeared

Early in the morning, everything was quiet. The first rays of dawn lit up the sky. The dark night was about to fade away, and the dawn light would slowly awaken the sleeping creatures.

Because he was too sleepy last night, Zhang Zitao, who fell asleep the moment he laid on the bed, did not even close the curtains.

As soon as the sun rose, the sun shone down on Zhang Zitao's face