欧宝娱乐

“Wen Yuan held him in one hand and a wooden sword in the other, wearing the grass butterfly on his head, 'Brother Xian, would Brother Rich ever come here again?'

Wei WuXian bursted, 'Who’s Brother Rich?'

Wen Yuan answered seriously, 'The rich brother is Brother Rich.'

Wei WuXian, 'Then what about me?'

As expected, Wen Yuan answered, 'You are Brother Xian. Brother Poor.”
― 墨香铜臭, 魔道祖师 [Mó Dào Zǔ Shī]

“With Wei WuXian dragging him and Wen Yuan clinging to his leg, Lan WangJi was finally shoved into a restaurant.”
― 墨香铜臭, 魔道祖师 [Mó Dào Zǔ Shī]