Wen Yingyi stood there, and all of a sudden, the whole person was covered.,so, now that he is in this state of exhaustion, the couple can accept it.,the snowflakes fluttered on the mountain, in front of the thousand-year-old temple with Sanskrit sounds, but when Huo Si-Jue arrived here in his car, he was surprised to find the old monk in gray monks waiting at the gate of the temple.。