His eyes were lightly closed, as if he would wake up when he was startled. His brows were gently curved, with a touch of autumn water-like tenderness and sadness. Such a quiet and beautiful man, I was so surprised that my heart suddenly felt a surge of love and pity. "Xianxian, don't go, my hands hurt so much." He flew over with one foot, "Rogue!"
Zhou Suhui was dressed in brocade clothes, with black-patterned cloud sleeves, a vermilion waistband hung loosely around his waist, and his black hair was tied up with white jade. His eyes were full of eyes, looking forward to the sky, and he had a somewhat seductive look. I was surprised and said, "Is it you?" He was dissatisfied: "It can't be me?"
I saw a figure coming from the dim light. It was like a dead soul walking from the corpses of thousands of troops, all alone, sad and lonely. He stopped and his eyes were fixed on my face. I could only bite the bullet and said, "I'm Yun Zhao, I've met General God of War."