"Pearl!"

Ye Zhilan and Xiao Yu chased after him at the same time. Under the sacrificial platform was a thousand feet deep, and there was no trace of Murong Mingzhu.

Cold wind, blizzard, and the abyss under clouds and mist.

The famous woman never came back

In the world, there is no other Murong Mingzhu.

Because Murong Mingzhu will always be that Murong Mingzhu.

Loved.

Hate.

Resentment.

Despair.

My heart has died.

Xiao Yu will never forget the beautiful woman who was deceived by her loved ones and lost everything, and eventually turned white in black hair on the edge of the cliff.

She loves it unforgettably.

She was so disheartened that she was not nostalgic.

After giving his sincerity, he got such an end. Murong's family was almost wiped out, and the prosperity of a hundred years disappeared like clouds and smoke.

The Murong Mingzhu, who controls the wealth of the world, is a wisp of feathers above the clouds and smoke. She would rather break than bend, and would rather die than surrender. She would rather die with her father and brother than live in the world.

The cloud platform sacrifices to the sky and jumps.
Chapter completed!