"No!"

Meanwhile. In a canyon 80 miles east of Xianyang City, a man in a black robe and a hat was riding a fast horse and galloping on the official road.

"Drive! Drive!! "The sound of horses' hooves is like a twilight drum beating on the heartstrings.

On the peak of the canyon, two people are standing, and their temperaments are completely opposite.

The woman was graceful as a fairy, holy as the sun shining, and the golden ornament flowed around her waist, dignified

Chapter 170 of "People in Hong Kong Zong Longing for the Courtyard" The fear of the star soul is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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