Ephemeral clouds and works

Chapter 845: The Best Choice

    

be seen was blood slowly seeping from the back of her head.Not until dusk fell did a boy, about twelve years old and carrying a satchel, push open the decrepit door and shout:"Mother! I'm back! Is din...r thinking about it, he agreed.When Yun Ru Bin, who had been living at Si Gu Ya as if years were passing by like days, saw the ripples, he was very surprised and said with a hint of displeasure:What a...