C747 Ireland(1)
Little Feng and Xue'er walked along the path. On the snow-white walls of the city hung exquisite murals, the metallic luster exuding magnificence.
"Hey, Xue'er, if the downfall of our clan dissolves, will you continue to follow Geiger?"
Little Feng asked in a small voice.
"Of course I will continue to follow Geiger. By the way, are you kidding? With your highness in the clan