Beloved little goldf

The young aunt's attire was rather peculiar. She wore a bleached white daoist robe, a wooden hairpin adorned her bun, and she held a talisman in her left hand while a sword rested in her right. Behind her, she carried an unfamiliar seven-star sword.,Finally, everyone’s gaze fell on their own captain, He Qiong.,This made the eyes of the policemen around her turn red.。