On the run——
Hu Caihua: "They are catching up, you-" turned her head, with a look of shock on her face.
Luo Wuya: "That's right~ We have to hurry up-" He turned his head, with a look of shock on his face.
I saw Ximen Muxue, dressed in white, sitting on the ground, holding a handsome young man in his arms. His handsome but expressionless face made him look cold, and his cheeks were slightly tilted to the top of the hair of the young man nestled in his arms. Harmonious and beautiful. Just——
"... We are on the run." Helpless x2.
"It's okay, just kill him." After a pause, he added: "The wind is trapped."
"&……%#￥……8"
