Yellow Spring Expres

Seeing its fear, Yang Fan sighed helplessly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here.",He kept staring at the white tiger like that, and it felt uneasy. It struggled to burrow into Yang Fan's arms, whimpering "~" It was scared.,Yang Fan held a white tiger in his left hand and a brush dipped in ink in his right. With flowing strokes, he completed the talisman on the yellow paper in one go.。