Song qingxiao didn't blend in with this world like the previous two times. The third time, she was rejected by this world and became a passer-by.
The thin child's arms passed through her calves and hugged the old man who was on the verge of death.
The old man was obviously on the verge of death, but because there was still something in his heart, he was holding on to his breath and refused to let it go.
the eminent monks in the heavenly Dao temple have strong magic power. They said that there are two days every month when they will give out medicine ...
The child carried the elderly man's head and said with hope, "
"Grandpa, it will be our turn soon."
As he spoke, song Qing turned his head.
Under her feet, there was a long stone staircase that was at least a hundred steps long. On each stone step, there were a large number of devout believers of the heavenly Dao temple lying or kneeling.
