C26 Qing Qing Hong

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" The silence of the night was broken only by the sound of burning wood thrown into a bonfire. Tianming looked at the jumping flame in front of him in a daze, but in his heart, he was constantly thinking about how to cure Tianming's leisurely eyes. Although Tianming's martial arts cultivation was extremely deep, he didn't even touch on the art of medicine