C92 Ling dan

The night passed in silence.

The next day, Lu Fan and Han Feng walked down from Baoshan.

"Ah, what a comfortable sleep. Junior Brother Lu Fan, in the future, we will come here every few days. The Incense Pavilion is a good place. The bed, the incense, and the incense. "

As Senior Brother Han Feng spoke, he started drooling.

Lu Fan interrupted his Senior Martial Brother