rified him.Now that the Yellow River Conference has just ended, Du Ruhui directly flew back to Zhuang Guo with his haste, like carrying a dog waiting to be slaughtered to the slaughterhouse. He didn't...painting the sky.Tiān Mù Fēng's peaks are strange and precipitous, with clouds and mist stretching for miles. Among them, golden sunlight glistens, a truly breathtaking sight.Such a marvelous sight, J...