Huangluo Kyushu

His voice carried a bit of sadness to the bones, passing by his side windily, leaving him sad, no one will answer him this time, finally no one will answer him...

The soft wind seemed to be blowing into his heart, making him feel cold all over, laughing at his past ignorance and stupidity

Childhood sweethearts and two little guesses share weal and woe together but fail to come

Two people who are in adversity cannot share wealth and honor together

Mo Yixiao just recalled that, with a sweet and sad expression on his face, his gentle eyes stared at the tombstone in front of him, sat quietly for a long time, finally turned and left

As long as there is war there will be bloodshed and sacrifices

The time when Li Luo was so innocent will never come back...

When Zichuan Bingyue left, it was already three months later. The two children were screaming with their wonderful uncle and uncle in a very reluctant manner.

Before Zichuan Bingyue left, she cut off the jade pendant in her hand and taught it to Mo Lan and Mo Li.

Mo Lian looked at Zi Chuan Bingyue's actions in surprise. The former self-willed brat was indifferent, but smiled at Mo Lian and said flatly, "This is the blood jade blessed by my mother. Let Xiao Lan and Xiao Li take them. will bless them"