"It's okay, I think I will awaken." Li Youzhu laughed, "Because my obsession in my previous life was you."
Jiao Wuyu's expression was gentle, this was the most beautiful love confession for her.
This mysterious and ancient era, the Old Dynasty, had many unknowns.
The last Saint of the previous dynasty was defeated back then, but was it really a complete failure, was there no backup plan?
No one knew, in this last Imperial Mausoleum, how much the Saint of that time carried in terms of heritage when the Capital City was broken through by the uprising army.
Before her, Xu Huan and Jian Xin went out to explore for news and hadn't returned yet, she was quite leisurely.
The spring rain suddenly stopped.
Jiao Wuyu walked onto the bustling ancient street, the two of them like a sweet couple.
They strolled along various streets, occasionally buying some snacks from this era to taste.
