The long street, willing to tear the night apart, was only the dim light reflected on the paper windows, and all that could be seen here was the newly grown grass that was parked next to the house, but the time had passed.

As if feeling the weight on his back, the tired horse, who had walked a long way, just let out a sigh of dissatisfaction.

The finch in his hand just jumped out of Xiaoping's hand, and was about to fly to the roof of the carriage, but the rope between his feet and Xiaoping's wrist just became a pull, and the finch fell down again, and Xiaoping was anxious to hold it up again.

And the ......

Chapter 81 of "A Glimpse of the Lake" Chapter 81 The sky will be bright in the night of Qi Mourning, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!