C1278 Overestimation

The sun rose from the east.

Yang Ping held onto the pearl, staring at the rising sun with a clear and gentle gaze, no longer able to face the enemy's sharpness and sharpness, like a sheathed peerless treasure sword, and let out a sigh of relief. Ming Zhu snuggled up to his chest and changed into a comfortable position with a satisfied smile on her face