It's just that, although Phuong Ton's cultivation base has improved extremely quickly, Phuong Ton still hasn't found the answer to open the fifth door, and can't raise the towering giant trees, making him feel pressured in his heart. frustrated and tired, like a drowning person who tries his best but can't get his head out. ,But that young man didn't pay any attention. Amidst the loud laughter, as he hugged the girl who told him the good news, his body flew up, holding a bright red pen in his hand, avoiding the attack in the gap. of all monsters, he blew it away with one exhalation, and on the desk in the building, there were pens, ink, paper and inkstones for his benefactor to engrave his feelings, according to his breath. We all flew into the air.