Yellow Spring Expres

It was strange, but as Yang Fan comforted her, the agitated little white tiger gradually calmed down, but its small paws held onto his clothes tightly.,She thought that the master's paintings required bathing, changing clothes, setting up an altar and chanting incantations. Unexpectedly, the other party just took out yellow paper and started painting.,Although surprised by Yang Fan's careless brushwork, as her pen fell, Grandma Wu felt a shift in the other person's aura. The runes she painted faintly shimmered with gold.。