After going down the

“Don't cry, I just want you to go down the mountain and gain some experience, I’m not sending you away.” Seeing his little disciple crying so pitifully, Li Yuanming also felt a pang of sympathy. His gaze fell on her bald head, he touched it gently, and then looked remorseful, regretting what he had done.,Those monks didn't even tell him about this, bald heads are just full of tricks!,"Zuo Zuo lowered her head, curiously looking at the statue in her hand. She asked strangely, "Master, what did you make this ancestor for me And where is the golden light on the ancestor"。