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.,Lin Ling shouted, in his memory, Youyou was another disciple of his master. In the past, Youyou had always been kind to him.,Yoyo clung to Lin Ling, speaking in a worried and fearful tone.。