The Unknowable.

Shuo Ye, who was reclining on the dragon chair, held his head with one hand, his black hair like a waterfall scattered behind his back, and he squinted his eyes slightly to rest.

In front of the main hall, there are two rows of singers singing soft and glutinous tunes.

This is a very popular minor tune in the ancient Yuan period, which means the homesickness of the wanderer.

The breath of the night is long and even, and I gradually close my eyes and fall asleep.

But at this moment,

A wisp of homologous breath wafted in from the outside world.

Shuo Ye suddenly opened his eyes, his thin lips opened slightly, and his face showed a look of surprise.

"It's her, it's her back!"

As the night rose, the singers turned into smoke and dissipated in front of the main hall.

"This Witch Is Not Too Cold" Chapter 39 For a billion yuan bonus, rush the duck! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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