The delicate eyebrows are as lifeless as dusty jade, and the whole person is more like a crumbling little flower, fragile as if it will melt away at the touch of it. It is described as haggard, but it is distressing.

He thought that in the past, whether he was surrounded by wicked people, or when he saw him break into her boudoir covered in blood, he had never seen her show such a situation, looking soft and weak, like a little milk cat, people just wanted to hold her in the palm of their hands, so that she would not be beaten by a trace of wind and rain.

Xiao Jin handed her over to Peach Leaf, turned around and poured a bucket of cold water on his head, and rushed into the sea of fire.

Jade Mark looked at Xiao Jin's figure and blurted out: "King Qi." ”

Momoye didn't hear what she said, only greeted her: "Jade Mark, look at Miss!"

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