Blood Wolves

[This beautiful woman, how can I be scattered] The strong wind brushed against my ears, scattered three thousand black hairs, and drew a desolate arc from mid-air. The bloodthirsty eyes swallowed up a rainbow of anger, mixed with an indelible sadness... I still remember that at the haircut ceremony that year, she smiled sweetly, her childishness was still there but she vowed: "Firstly, I wish that my father will be blessed with good fortune and good health in his life. Secondly, I wish that Zimo will become the number one scholar as soon as possible. Thirdly, I wish that with a smile, I will be able to find my husband as I wish." But now, the hot liquid burned her pale face: "This should have ended long ago!" My heart is hot, but my words are cold, bone-chilling. The crystal light moved slightly, silver light suddenly appeared, and the last dark snow dart was dyed with a shocking color... Zhou Jinling God gave him the noblest bloodline and the noblest birth, but cruelly deprived him of the dignity and pride he should have enjoyed... He is so ambitious that he wants all those who have owed him money to kneel at his feet and bow their heads... "One day, I will become the king of the Nine Provinces Continent. By then, what can a mere Shao Zhen do to me?" He is ruthless, cold-hearted, and cold-blooded, but unexpectedly he is infatuated with one person in his life! Country and beauty, if it had been the original, he would have chosen the former without hesitation, but now... "I would rather the country fail me than you fail me!" Qin Zhantian People say he always likes dogs and mice and is nosy! But he said, this is called righteousness in the world! People say he has handsome features and superb martial arts skills! He joked that making money depends on face, and making a living depends on fists! She said that he had only one muscle and would accept death. He turned to look at her and was silent for a long time, feeling both bitter and sweet in his heart... An Zimo For the first time, he was young and carefree, and spoke loudly: "You are my sister!" The second time, he was hysterical and heartbroken: "I am not your biological brother, do you understand or not?!" For the last time, his face was calm and his words were desolate: "You will be my sister, and you will always be my sister..."