C515 Fruit of life looking for zhong shuang 7

The drizzling rain was like the spring rain, moist and soft. It was much more comfortable than travelling on a sunny day.

An ordinary carriage stopped in front of the Winged Tiger Clan stone gambling market. The carriage, which had experienced a great deal of wind and rain, only had a single sturdy frame.

The door curtain of the cheapest piece of gray and yellow leather was pulled open