Nine Dragon Mountain

Inside the main hall, Zhou Zhou sat on the ground, using both hands and feet to tightly grasp Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's head was smooth, but she wore a tattered Daoist robe, washed white, with patches everywhere, looking just like a little beggar.,Zhou Zhou's ears twitched quietly, and her eyeballs followed suit. She didn't raise her head and still looked sad and heartbroken, her shoulders shaking, her sobs growing louder.,Thinking about this, she smiled even more brightly, and walked forward with light steps. After taking a few steps, she suddenly discovered that there was a crowd of people in front of her, buzzing and chattering.。