At the intersection of the dining room to the west gate, the two hurriedly walked into the emerald corridor, the wind was blowing, the moon was shining, and the blue tulle seemed to come to life.

Wei Shu was still sitting on the swing, singing in a low voice, not surprised by the arrival. Su Qing felt that she had reason to suspect that her hoarse voice was caused by the non-stop chanting day and night.

"Where's the person?" Gerry interrupted her singing with a straight mouth.

Wei Shu just pouted, pretending to look at him aggrievedly, and then sang again as if she felt funny.

"Spring grass..."

Gerry hadn't waited for her yet......

"Into the Sacred Mountain" Chapter 45 Dawn is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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