Dongfang Mu was used to walking alone on the road at night, mixing in the crowd and watching his blood gradually become cold. Ye Xin, watching the world with cold eyes, sat quietly in silence and laughed at the world. Who gave whom warmth? The bloody memory has not faded away, and the paleness in the memory has gradually been replaced. The glory of the past is exchanged for the faith of the present. "Will you regret it?" "You have brought new colors to my life." "No, I won't allow you to regret it." "May you be with me on your journey to hell."
The howling wolf cubs had to give in under the pressure of the two masters, "You are bullying!" "I don't want it" and "Strike!". . .
"Oh, leave the things behind and you can go away."
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