Zhao Xiu stood on the top of the cliff, stroking the jade pendant with his fingers. The wind whimpered. A hundred meters below his feet, the turbid waves cleared. Zhang Hongfan's warship had already entered the cliff gate. Lu Xiufu slowly walked towards Zhao Xiu with a piece of silk in his hand. Zhao Wei lamented, does the Song Dynasty still have a chance?
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The best book written by Yashan so far
Like it, first time recommending this book. It's a book waste, I saw it casually
Come on, come on, some of the clips are very familiar, I forgot where I saw them.
The best book written by Yashan so far
Like it, first time recommending this book. It's a book waste, I saw it casually
Come on, come on, some of the clips are very familiar, I forgot where I saw them.