Xu Qi 'an left the courtyard and went straight to the night watchman's dungeon. In the dark and damp interrogation room, he saw Nangong qianrou, who had a gloomy face but was still unable to satisfy herself.
Beside the charcoal Brazier lay a bloody human figure.
The Yamen in the capital were filled with generals of the Yunzhou Army. Not all who surrendered could let go of their past. In fact, even ordinary soldiers had to be executed.
keep an eye on my birth mother. Don't let her do anything stupid. I'll come and pick her up tomorrow.
Xu Qi 'an looked at the beauty he had not seen for half a year.
To be honest, he had really forgotten about Nangong qianrou. The most difficult part about the heaven's secrets blocking art was that it was related to karma and had little to do with grade.
For example, if sun Xuanji blocked a passer-by, then even if Xu Qi 'an was a martial God, he would not remember this passer-by.
