Behind him, Jun dongtian and the others couldn't be bothered to wonder why Feng Wuya had done this. They only urged him anxiously,""Let's go quickly. If we don't leave now, the entire imperial mausoleum will collapse. "
Xiao Jiuyuan held Yun Qianyu's hand tightly and ran out.
Yun Qianyu looked back and saw the red figure trapped in the heat wave of the Imperial tomb. A beautiful smile appeared on his face, like a blood flower blooming on the other side of the river.
Her heart sank all the way to the bottom.
She had chosen to forgive him at this moment.
Feng Wuya, I've forgiven you.
In love, there was no right or wrong. There was only love and no love. Sorry.
After saying that, she turned around and followed Xiao Jiuyuan out.
Seeing her expression, Xiao Jiuyuan finally felt relieved. He was a little worried before.
The group of people followed behind Lord Marten and little parrot as they headed straight out of the Imperial tombs.
