Going down the mount

Inside the main hall, Zhouzhou sat on the ground, using both her hands and feet to tightly hold onto Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's forehead was smooth, but she wore a worn-out Taoist robe that had been washed white and was patched up everywhere, making her look like a little beggar.,Li Yuanming gritted his teeth, "I'm also giving you the Xiao Yao Ding.",Hearing this, Li Yuanming felt a touch of emotion. Sometimes his apprentice was a bit of a prankster, but he was still thoughtful.。