As Zhou Lao lost in thought, it became longer and longer. Zhang Qian’s face worries have been unconsciously replaced by dignity. In the cold winter, there are big beads of sweat on his forehead.As Zhou Lao lost in thought, it became longer and longer. Zhang Qian’s face worries have been unconsciously replaced by dignity. In the cold winter, there are big beads of sweat on his forehead.
When Zhang Qian’s face began to appear a little desperate expression, Zhou Lao finally spoke in meditation "Zhang’s adult, you should know that once these muskets are equipped to the