Thousands of miles away.

Genmon.

It snowed overnight, and the steps were covered with snow, and the warm pot wine had not returned to the sect for three years.

He has been guarding the little junior sister's side, and this time the division was urgently called, and he had to go back.

But when he entered the door, the string of heart beads was completely broken, and the warm pot wine was a hexagram, which was a big murderer.

It was because he wanted to turn around and go down the mountain......

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