One thought is eternal

of grass and trees, read it carefully, and made sure to remember it firmly, and immediately got up and rushed out.

But he ran back soon, meditated in the yard for a while, took out a lot of clothes, and dressed himself up in disguise, then he felt relieved and walked out quickly.

“Those Zhou Xinqi’s admirers are too scary. They spread their voices to the outside world, and I have to keep a low profile when they want to tear me apart.” Bai Xiaochun felt annoyed inside.

“Hmph, when I build the foundation in the future, I must attract all the attention and tell everyone that I, Bai Xiaochun, is the turtle master. Then we will see who dares to unload me.” Bai Xiaochun weighed the relationship between himself and Zhou Xinqi’s admirers. Gap, make an oath.

The Wanyao Pavilion has always been crowded with people, not only the outer disciples from Xiangyun Mountain, but also the disciples from Qingfeng Mountain and Ziding Mountain who are eager for the knowledge of plants and trees will also come here.

At this moment, Bai Xiaochun sneaked into the crowd, and while the people around were not paying attention, he walked into the wooden house under the third stele of grass and trees. After a while, he pushed open the door, walked a few steps quickly and blended into the crowd.

Youxin left immediately, but still couldn’t help but waited eagerly. Not long after, there was a sound of exclamation. Everyone here saw the pattern of a little turtle riding on the vase on the stone tablet of the third