Rain was pouring in the Miao border, and an invisible and intangible layer of ethereal mist spread in the valley. Such a night made it easy for people to fall asleep. Wolf Lord Qianxue Guming listened to the sound of raindrops hitting the window sash, and gradually fell into a dream. In his dream, he saw Zangzai at that time. The past slowly emerged, and he opened the book that was yellowed with the smell of old wine. He saw the scene when he first met Zangzai...
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