C801 Darkhell a Sickly Young Master

"Young Master!" When Mo Zhu heard the sound, he hurriedly rushed over.

Looking at Jiang Yong, who was surrounded by flowers and leaves, he felt helpless.

"Young Master, you have a lot of fun." Walking down, Mo Zhu handed over the flowers and weeds on Jiang Yong's head.

Just as he was about to pull the young master to his feet, the young master pouted and said, "I'm closing my eyes