Xie limo knew that Yan Shuanghua was Yun bixue. After pondering over an yexuan's words, he couldn't help but cough.
His throat was filled with the smell of blood.
He couldn't accept this fact. The person he loved had died. How could this be possible?
Although it was a thousand years ago, it was enough for Xie limo to suffer. It felt like a knife was cutting his heart.
An yexuan looked at Xie limo's pale face and pale lips. He asked,""Are you alright? do you want to continue listening?"
"Go on," Xie limo said firmly."I'm listening."
An yexuan felt helpless."Alright, I'll continue."
At that time, I was the young Valley master of the snow Valley. When I learned that someone had come to Mount kun, I was also very curious, especially when I saw that it was Xie Yuqing, who was also a legendary figure.
I just didn't expect him to be so infatuated with Yan Shuanghua.
