The love sword sealed her throat, and she smiled sadly: I will teach you to die without a burial tonight! She faced the sword with a slight smile, her blood stained the cold iron, and her eyes were fixed, was it a resolute repentance or an ulterior motive? In an unbearable thought, the sword broke, and he smiled coldly: I have told you before that the so-called compassion will only make you a complete failure! When he woke up from the dream, he suddenly realized that he had fallen deeper and deeper into the hands of this ruthless, ruthless and ruthless tyrant. Heaven or hell is just a matter of nodding and shaking his head. The hatred of the country and the family, the conspiracy of the powerful, the love and hatred... Let's see how she is reborn!
