I became powerful la

After a while, Wei Tu saw the black horse finish its feed. He then tapped his pipe against the soft satin shoe on his foot a few times and patted the dust off his buttocks before preparing to wash up and go to sleep.,As if sensing Weitu's thoughts, the golden seal blazed with light and transformed into two lines of text floating in Weitu's mind.,The three, martial artists who risk their lives on the battlefield, are mostly idle people without a proper occupation and find it difficult to end well.。