Perfect Supreme

In the quaint room, Nian sat up from his bed, muttering to himself. He was about fifteen years old, with a handsome face, but his clear eyes were covered with bandages, as if they were injured.,At this moment, a voice of urgency came: "Brother Ling, it's not good, Elder Xin Hai and they have come to the door!",Lin Ling shouted, in his memory, Youyou was another disciple of his master. In the past, Youyou had always been kind to him.。