Northern Border God

Jiang Ye, cloaked in the darkness of wind, stood like a steel blade before the dilapidated clinic, allowing withered leaves to fall upon his broad shoulders.,Once upon a time, her mother went to Yanjing and knelt before people, hoping the Xi family could help save her.,He and the fifth stood in the crowd, looking at a child who was waving a cabbage leaf around and shouting constantly, “Grandpa, aunts and uncles, brothers and sisters, look at the vegetables from my house! They’re especially fresh. I just picked them!”。