At first glance, it looked like a heart-stopping loneliness. From now on, I will never forget your face.
Nine states and eight wastelands, are they what my heart desires? Ye Lingfeng could only sigh secretly in his heart. If life is just a dream, I will no longer want to be so involved in fame and fortune. However, life is not a dream, so how can it be done so calmly and calmly?
The clouds are sentimental, but the wind is unintentional. Until ten years of life and death, it was difficult to see each other, and then I realized that it was better to forget each other than to know each other, and the world was in chaos.
But how can it be so calm and calm? Yun Yuyu smiled. He said, I have betrayed you and it would not be a pity to die for you once.
Thousands of years later, all that is left is the light clouds and gentle wind.