Free Read The Urban

A young man sat in the car, his expression lost in thought. His face, sharp like a knife's edge, looked pale, but it couldn't hide the gleam of determination in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,He walked the path of cultivation back then because of the owner of this phone.,At this moment, the elder is excitedly opening an ancient box. He takes out a painting scroll from inside and unfolds it, admiring it.。