C69 My Martial Arts Are a Little Weird

Like a crescent moon in the sky, the fragrance of the flowers wafted around. It was already mid-autumn, and the flowers and plants were releasing their final fragrance. The fragrance carried an annoying craziness. Although Tian Zhongchen was in a bad mood, he still maintained his humble smile as he stood in the flower bed. He looked at Zhang Wanrong who was quickly approaching