After three days of snot, I finally got a fever. I let me get an injection and fight again tomorrow.
In addition, everyone reported that there was no poetry and was not strong enough. I would like to add a few sentences to the chapter yesterday:
Seeing You Erjie like this, Sun Shaozong couldn’t help but be amazed, so he took another gold bar and lifted up the hem of the auspicious clothes…
But it was exactly: When the golden wind and jade dew met, it was better than countless people in the world.
[ps: The original work, You Erjie died by swallowing gold. 】