Autumn is destined to be the season of withering.

Along the way, the earth and sky were filled with dancing and falling yellow leaves.

Even dusk is golden, reflected with the yellow leaves.

It seems that the whole world is like this.

"When there is a chance in the future, I will fight you again," seeing that Xu Zimo didn't speak, Ji Ruobing was silent for a while and took the lead to speak.

"Oh," Xu Zimo nodded slightly.

"Oh, what do you mean?" Ji Ruobing looked at Xu Zimo and asked.

"It depends on your mood," Xu Zimo said lightly.

"After all, you are too weak. Sometimes you are not even interested in fighting."

"Don't look down on people. A mountain is higher than a flash. You should understand that there are people outside of you," Ji Ruobing replied angrily.

"I haven't read the book and don't understand," Xu Zimo waved his hand.

Lying on the back of Dark Sky Tiger, he reminded: "Don't disturb me, let me sleep for a while."

Seeing Xu Zimo's expression of closing his eyes and concentrating, Ji Ruobing snorted and looked away.
Chapter completed!