author:Yang Xiaorong
state:serializing
brief introduction:
He glanced at the slender girl who remained silent, Ouyang Rong decisively turned his head and began to throw golden lotus flower lanterns towards the circular hole above.,As the postgraduate hopeful was about to throw another dice, his body suddenly stiffened. He lowered his eyes and silently looked down at himself, noticing the unfamiliar Confucian robe he had always tried to ignore.,About ten meters away, someone was like a little earthworm climbing a wall, inching their way up with little wriggles.。