Chapter Thirty-Seventh: Unknown Heart

the lock by himself, pushed open the courtyard gate, and let go of An An's hand that he had been holding tightly. His voice was deliberately cold: "Go in."He couldn't let Jiang Anan think this matter...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！rail of charred remains.And there was even a faint smell of meat.He seemed to be dead. But his hand... was still tightly gripping his sword!His likeness was like a piece of charcoal.But he stood there...