Gu Xinying stared blankly at the rising moon by the river, and sighed in her heart, and her thoughts were full for a while. For more than ten years, things are not human, and the fragrance is washed, what has not changed is the waning moon on the horizon, and what has changed is the complex human heart. The cold wind is blowing on the sparkling river, the aquatic plants are floating, the willow leaves are turning, a few emerald green water birds are cooing, and the quiet riverside is soft and beautiful, but I don't know the bloody rain and bloody wind next.

The palatial bow of the ship is carved with a head

Chapter 239 of "Strange Butterfly Shattered Rain Sword" The night is getting thicker, and the crisis is gradually appearing, and it is in the middle of a hand, please wait a while,

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