The fictional martial arts romance is not a Madonna plot that is not protracted or intellectually subdued.
A child suddenly appeared on the path, wearing a coarse pudding cloth. He looked panicked, had a thin body, withered hair and a dirty face.
I saw her struggling to drag her lame leg, covering her heart with one hand, and running panting.
Run, there was only one word in Lu Xunzi's mind right now, and that was to run.
It was safe to run to a crowded place, but he tripped and fell to the ground after just a few steps.
Hiss~ha, tears flashed across my face, my knee was so hot and painful from the fall, and the fall on my already sprained foot made it worse.
Yes, you still have to be careful about the potholes on the road. Lu Xunzi touched the road again and found something smooth, which should be a stone buried in the soil.
No matter, run away first.
She gathered her strength, struggled to stand up again, and staggered forward...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
