Nine Dragon Mountain

Inside the main hall, Zhou Zhou sat on the ground, using both hands and feet to tightly grasp Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's head was smooth, but she wore a tattered Daoist robe, washed white, with patches everywhere, looking just like a little beggar.,Li Yuanming was swayed by her, almost stumbling. He steadied himself and said firmly, "No!",Hearing these words, Zhouzhou felt even more guilty and asked in a low voice, "Master, is there no room for negotiation"。