[Thanks to Ajiang of Jinjiang for the cover design]
Lord Yan makes his living off the dead. His life has had its ups and downs, and what makes him exceptional is that he's truly exceptional. He lets his emotions get in the way of his work and verbally runs circles around the unruly young general.
The righteous young General Fu of the Northwest despises evil. Yan Xin has come at him with a knife. The Northwest Army has no shortage of men, but it's short on silver. Just watch how I "squeeze you dry" before I finish you off!
The venomous snake raised its head and flicked out its tongue. "Hiss, hiss"~
…At their farewell send-off,
Fu Gui asked, "Yan Xin, what do you really feel for me?"
Yan Xin replied, "You trampled me underfoot. How can you still live in peace?"
Theme: Cherish life. Stay away from harmful substances.
Congratulations on the completion, spread flowers Ah, the twist at the end is so amazing. I am the author of the fairy.
Very nice and fast paced. I'm still not satisfied, so I strongly request a sequel!
Spread flowers, it's the best when people are fine. It doesn't matter if I can't understand it or not, as long as my wife is great, that's all!
??? Finished???
Awkward Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan who has no choice but to be in love
Mr. Yan, the foodie, come back and take a look at your little general.
Master Yan just left like this? Unexpectedly and unexpectedly, the little general's real name was tragic
It's uncomfortable, so cruel! Rely on Chapter 1 to hold on
Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu, although I was tortured to the point of having a heart attack, but if it really ended like this, it would be in line with the laws of history. The poor little general's hanging breath should have been gone a long time ago. Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu, I cried my heart out across the Pacific.
The king and his ministers are an inextricable knot. There are so many nine clans involved in the situation. The children are still alive as hostages. This is the only way to advise the young general. And Mr. Yan, you have not sorry for the Qi family, Miss Ying is hanging on the beam, it is the fault of the imperial power, identity and even life, but it is not your fault. You can like the person you want to like without having to bear her life and never regret it. Summary: So difficult