"Brother Wang, help me, my hands and feet are numb with cold!" Jiang Xiaoxia sat on the ancient pine and asked for help helplessly. At this time, Jiang Xiaoxia was in a mess. He had performed very well in the first half of today, but he did poorly when he met Yang Guqing and the fifth snow. He still blamed himself for not being firm enough and didn't know what he wanted.
When Jiang Xiaoxia was saved by Wang Shao'an with great efforts, he fell to the ground and slowly calmed down. It will be the same for anyone who sits on the ancient pines hanging from the cliff.
"I said, shrimp, did you offend the fifth snow? Just now she went down the mountain angrily and punched me