The light of the setting sun stretches the shadows on the street long, as if it can see through people's minds.

Wen Chenan followed Xu Ling and walked forward in despair.

Xu Ling couldn't bear to see Wen Chen'an look so decadent,

"Chen'an, everything in the world pays attention to a root. A tree can only survive if it has roots, and to put it bluntly, this root is to have a belief. If people live without faith, they will not achieve anything. ”

Wen Chen'an nodded, and Xu Ling sighed,

"I have no objection to any retaliation against the Wen clan, they do owe it to you. But this hatred should not be a reason to keep you alive. ”

"Uncle Xu, I understand, ...... today

Chapter 62 of "Qingyang Preface" The hatred that cannot be dissolved is being beaten in the hand, please wait a moment,

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