When night falls, the moon is like an oil lamp lit in the sky, so that people in the dark will not lose their way, so that they will not find their own way, which is why people have been singing the praises of the moon for thousands of years.

Chu Ning also likes the moon very much, and always feels that the moonlight and snow are the only two stunning colors in the world, and he can't help but murmur, "If my sword technique can become the third stunning color in the world, I would rather die on the spot!" ”

As the so-called Chaowen Dao, Xi Ke can die, isn't it Chu Ning's current state of mind?

Chu Ning looked at the Holy Son He Jiao, who was sleeping soundly beside him, and felt that he was like a newborn baby, many times......

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