When the "Boom ......" farewell was carried out at a certain point, the sky suddenly thundered.

The thunder roared, and the spring rain drifted down.

As thin as cow's hair, densely packed, hitting the face is not as good as the summer rain, nor as good as the autumn rain, not as cold as the winter rain, it is soft and gentle, through the thick carriage curtain, Qu Qingge looked through the heavy rain curtain and looked at the vanguard army that stretched for miles under the hillside, they were all dressed in robes, carrying big flags, belts and long knives, and they were rushing to the battlefield that belonged to them.

The carriage walked for a while and then stopped.

Qu Qingge walked on his own, not noticing that Liang Jue got out of the carriage and didn't know what to say to anyone, so he quickly came up and stretched out his hand to shake it in front of her

"Spring Breeze Looks Forward to the Return of the King" Chapter 207 The dry well and white bones are being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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