Chapter 690

s the Ninth Master!"Someone exclaimed, and many of the older people present recognized this elderly man in black Tang suit.No one knows the old man's name, only that he has no little finger on his lef...pretty young woman in the room.At this moment, Wei Chengzhou held a fine wolf's hair brush in his hand, and on the rice paper, his brushstrokes danced like dragons and snakes, outlining bold and power...