After that, he turned and left in a heroic manner.

Ding Hao was holding the jade plate in his palm, and his palms were sweating unconsciously.

He had never been so nervous and he was full of expectation.

He stood quietly in the golden morning sunlight until the sunlight above his head gradually became hot.

Ding Hao slowly turned around and went back to the cabin. He released his Divine Senses. A pattern of golden words, like wildly ...