In her dream, she sat under a withered tree and encountered that man whose face she couldn't see again.,After strolling around the Xiaoji Night Market for over an hour, Bei Chenlin carried Yun An'an back to Tianxiang Lou.,By the window of the room, Yun Anan in a fox fur cloak, hands resting on his chin, looked down at the seven black-clad men who had become corpses.。
