"Atan, how I hope that we can be like that immortal, immortal..." Qin Mu leaned on Shen Tan's shoulder, his breathing gradually weakened.
Shen Tan looked at the breathless Qin Mu, buried him in this dirty place with his own hands, and swore on the tombstone.
"I will definitely make you better, Amu. If I don't have that ability, we will die together in this city and underground. You must not laugh at me."
Rebirth of ancient sayings
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