After changing his clothes, Zhou Yu also looked at himself in the mirror. He felt very good. He was even more light when wearing his clothes. The clothes also had a familiar faint fragrance. The cloud patterns on the sleeves and belts had a mysterious and ethereal taste.
However, his hair is a little short and can't be tied up like the ancient people, but this is not always the case. It's normal for the mysterious elder to be a little different.
When everything was ready, the morning was coming. Zhou Yu sat in front of the radio, waiting for the light to appear.
At the moment when the morning came, there were some shabby radios, slow