Clear and Muddy Loss of Love (MTL) (1)

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Qi Yan resumed dozens of steps, and suddenly frowned, holding on to the wall: the little boy's legs were really strong.

Go back to the small courtyard and open the trousers tube.

She shook her head helplessly, perhaps because she saw the little girl who had taken care of herself from the young man's body, and she couldn't get angry.

Qi Yan looked at the yellow mountains in the distance through the small windows in front of him. In the late autumn season, all things were slack, and the pain in his heart filled again.

In the past, she always hoped that Kocho was still living in a certain corner of the grassland, but this idea has faded ever since she walked around from the Valley of Anonymous.

With the exception of the Tuba Department, which colluded with the Wei Dynasty, all grassland people were degraded. These prairie people initially built the city walls in the north. In recent years, the city walls have been gradually repaired, and the Wei Dynasty imprisoned these prairie people to various state capitals to continue their labor.

When she arrived in Jizhou, she had seen Wei Guo soldiers wield a whip to drive out grassland people. I can't help but inquire: the prairie men who have been in the affiliate do hard labor, and most of the women with poor labor force are trafficked to the livestock market.

The women in the slave market are all skinny and undressed, leaving those with Wei Wei who have special traits to fiddle with as casually as they choose livestock.

This is how the fifty-two entanglements given by the mask man were spent.

Even if Qi Yan knew that she should turn a blind eye to the cause of revenge ...

But watching the Wei people drank the leftovers in the food bowl while sipping a pig's horn, she once couldn't calm down as her compatriots scrambled for rations that had already gone out of their way.

That year Kocho was only five years old. If she were alive, Qi Yan couldn't imagine what she had been doing all these years.

Qi Yan then began a cruel prayer: Kocho and Bayan were dead.

He died in war and childhood; he never succumbed to the Wei people for a day like Liuhuo. Buried in an unknown land, return to the arms of the gods.

In my mind, the pair of sisters and brothers whom Shi met before again flashed a little luckily looking forward: Bayin and Kocho were still alive.

This is an extremely complicated and indescribable mind. The tenderness of affection and the icy intellect are constantly tearing Qi Yan's heart. It is a deeper and deeper pain than tearing the heart.

Qi Yan receded her eyes and sat still for a while, then she felt the little arm on her right was numb.

Release the fingers that trembled due to the lasting force, and there are four crescent-shaped blood marks in the palm.

She looked at the bleeding palm calmly but did not intend to deal with it. This method of resolving was stolen from the mask man.

When the untouchable wounds in your heart are torn, use other methods to transfer the wounds to where you can see them.

My heart seemed to be less painful.

"Little Butterfly, wait for my brother." Qi Yan muttered to himself.

When the chaos in the Wei Kingdom is in chaos, when the smoke rises and the blood royalties of the Wei Kingdom royalty are paid, your sister will come to accompany you.

This road of revenge, Qi Yan never thought about retreating.

She closed her eyes again, remembering the dossier Master had shown her, and her clean, skinny fingers hit the desk case.