Zuo Xiaoduo was thinking about opening the ring wide and seeing what was inside. Why did he make a lot of money by himself, but he found that he could not open the inconspicuous ring at all: "Dad, this ring cannot be opened either."

"You want to open this ring before you even have a spiritual consciousness? What dream are you having?"

Zuo Changlu said: "This is a divine thought ring, you can't open it for a while!"

"oh oh."

Zuo Xiaoduo seems to understand but not understand.

At this time, the door curtain was lifted.

Wu Tiejiang walked in and saw Blind Hong's body covered with white cloth at a glance. His burly body shook like a sieve: "Brother Zuo...this...this...this is not Hong..."

"It's him."

Zuo Changlu sighed sadly: "He's gone."

At first hearing the bad news, Wu Tiejiang only felt a splash of dizziness. Venus in his eyes spread out, and he was breathing heavily. Finally, he couldn't help but curse: "Why did this old boy die so early!"

Zuo Changlu's eyes were unprecedentedly strict and he looked at Wu Blacksmith.

Wu Tiejiang sat down with a puzzled look on his face: "I saw that he was obviously doing well before, let alone...we...

"Why do you say you're dead? You're still dead here?"
Chapter completed!