Returning to the Red Bamboo Courtyard, Du Yu saw the fallen leaves covering the ground, carrying a unique, desolate beauty.
The spacious courtyard, the bamboo chairs and tables in the corner, and the exquisite Bamboo House.
Every place holds Du Yu's memories.
"Heh." Standing in the courtyard, Du Yu suddenly shook his head and laughed.
"What's wrong, Master?" Hongye stepped forward curiously, looking at Du Yu's profile.
Du Yu walked towards the Bamboo House: "Everywhere is filled with memories, I feel as if I've gotten old."
Yet I am only 20 years old, having come to this Demon Taming World, it hasn't even been two years.
Hmm... maybe the Life of a Demon Tamer is just too exciting.
In these two years, I've been to so many places, experienced so many stories.
Smelling the fresh scent of bamboo, Du Yu opened the door to the house.
He looked towards Master Qing's bed on the west side, as if he could see that delicate green figure.
