The last days are so frivolous, and the delicate generation is so flashy.
Jiaoying knew that she was unparalleled in her magnificence, and countless heroes were vying to bow down, but the man in front of her, who did not understand the charm, actually put a knife across his neck.
"Xiao Langjun, are you really going to kill me?" Jiaoying was crying and pretended to wipe away her tears.
Gong Haocheng:......
Silently sheathing the sword, Jiaoying looked at the young man with red ears in front of her and smiled to herself.
The next second, "(○
Purpose: In troubled times, adhere to justice, be loyal and patriotic, and pursue a peaceful and prosperous age of fishing, woodworking, farming, and education. We may stumble along the way, but never forget our original intention.
