The Maple Language is Cold

Name: The Maple Language is Cold
Author: Shu Yiqiu

by Shu Yiqiu

ongoing Xianxia Cultivation Male Lead

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Flowers talk about the moonlight, and maple leaves are cold. However, the moon is ashamed and the flowers are withered, and the graceful maple falls with cold regret! There were dark winds in the Immortal Burial Forest, and the blood in the air was like a river bursting its banks, drowning Jiang Yunqiao. His pace never stopped from the moment he started, letting the branches tear his clothes apart, and the thorns piercing his skin, as if something was following behind him. In the end, he fell down among the thorns with exhaustion. He supported his body with his hands and stepped back. The strange pupils on his unrecognizable cheeks gradually became smaller. He stared at the valley in the distance. It turned out that he had been in the same place after running for so long. "Yan Fengyu, you can't kill me." Chi chi, chi chi... Why can't I kill you. "Kill me, and the Ye family, Wang family, and Yun family will not let you go." The air was silent for three breaths, followed by a burst of sinister and weird laughter. Hahahahahaha... Jiang Yunqiao, you too have today. With a plop, he fell to his knees. Panic and helplessness surrounded this man who was forced into a desperate situation. What God did not expect was that Jiang Yunqiao, the once arrogant Immortal Sect in charge of the world, would kneel down to a junior today.