The Uncertain Crown's Heir Chapter 122

There is a bright red color that spreads on the long clothes stained by frost and snow.

Fu Yuanzhou withdrew his sword. Langya's magical weapon came out of the flesh and blood so sharp that even the friction sound could not be heard.

He just looked at the white shadow with red clouds and slowly fell on the messy straw. His long black hair was spread out in the night, burying his pale face and closed eyes. Eye.

The man who looks like an ice sculpture once also smiled, like a peony in April, shining brightly.

Fu Yuanzhou thought of that man's smiling face, and a ray of pain hit his heart unexpectedly.