Chapter 845: The Best Choice

heir taxes, a heavy rain poured down and the temperature noticeably dropped. Lian Yi also put on a padded jacket; although her soul had nourished her body for three months, it was still somewhat weak...."Yes."

Wen Zhao Ming did not beat around the bush, but gave a positive answer.and put it back in the closet.The lights in the room seemed to have dimmed...After that day, every time I went to sleep, I would always dream of a thick fog.“I have a premonition that something is goi...