C854 Heaven's Board

Xu Ping Ping held Zhuge Qingyun's answer in his hand and looked carefully.

Zhuge Qingyun, on the other hand, had a calm expression. He even took out a folding fan from his pocket and gently shook it.

The picture of the folding fan was a picture of the rain in Jiangnan Town. It had quite a charm!

After Xu Ping finished reading, he could not help but laugh. "Zhuge Qingyun of the Charity Temple